Boys to Men * MY Life Lesson* (blog entry)

lady 2.5 secondsSo, here I am 45 living alone for the first time in my life. Meeting new people, and really getting to know myself in ways I never thought to be. I have a daughter, who is my only child, and for the first time in my life working with boys and gurls * teens* I’m getting a glimpse of what its like to deal with boys.


I know this sounds “crazy”…. but this is my journey and my personal LIFE LESSON that I’m learning.


I remember so clearly telling my sister as she raised my nephews Greg and Gary, that she needs to say NO and stick to it! But she would always tell me… gurls are different than boys. I can’t explain it, And I would say…. that may be, but don’t let them talk you into doing something, when you told them NO!!! She couldn’t get me to understand, and that’s because I didn’t have a SON of my own.


Working at a High School has really taught me something’s about myself. I am really a softee. LOL Dealing with gurls is SO much different than dealing with boys. I can tell a gurl, come on lets keep it moving, get to class. She will turn to me and have something smart to say, roll her eyes, and laugh with her gurls, all in one minute. I can tell a boy the same thing, he will smile, try to explain why he’s in the hall way and say… Okay Ms. Walker I’m going to class. He’ll see me later, and talk to me like he’s my SON. But when I see that gurl, she will hold a grudge for dear life!!! LOL This really shocks me, because I raised a gurl and I didn’t have this kind of reaction at all. Even when I started my gurls group Raisingurls to Women. Thing is…. I DONT CARE!!!


But here is the big picture of this story. Since being on my own, I have met several men. Maybe 2, I liked, one better than the other. A few days ago, I was downstairs in the business area, which the door is closed to make it private. One of the guys who work here in the building * we’re good friends, he’s one of the 2* came in to talk with me. We chatted for a good while, he kept looking at my lips, but I didn’t really pay it any attention. As he got up to leave *with his TALL THICK SELF*… he reached down *caught me totally off guard* and kissed my lips. I was so shocked! He knew I didn’t like that, and I wondered where did that come from, but at the same time, I can tell that he was happy. It was a ride or die moment for him, and he didn’t care what I thought about it, who was looking, and also for the fact that he was WORKING… he did what he always wanted to do.


So yesterday when I saw him, I asked him why did he do that? He said that he couldn’t help it. While I was asking him, it hit me. I have never raised a boy, but I now understand that MEN/BOYS will try us women. They want to see just how far they can go. They test us all the time to see what they can get away with. That’s their nature. They were raised by women, and with that said….that is how they FIRST learned what they can and can’t get away with. WOW WOW WOW!!! And when I bought this up to him, he said YES!!!! That’s how we do, we want to see just how far we can go with you. Everything is a TEST to them.


Gosh, what he say that for!!! LOL Looking back at the boys in school, I see that since I never raised a son, they probably can sense that I have a soft spot for them. I even let them have their way, when I shouldn’t. Wow, I learned a lot this past weekend. I can tell a gurl No, she will go on by her business with an attitude, but if I tell a boy No, he will sit there and beg me until I say yes!! Wow. And that’s the same way my nephews now 20 and 22 are. They did my sister the same way. I didn’t get it then. Come to think of it, my nephews did me that way too!!! LOL LOL I love them so much, they can still get anything from me.


Okay… so now I know how boys/men think when it comes to getting their way on ANSWERS, QUESTIONS, AND OTHER THINGS…. I’m going to have to “MOTHER-UP” on them and be TOUGH. *smile* TRUST me… I know how!!!


Be Blessed




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