The bigger they come...the more we need Neosporin

What goes up must come down, and the bigger they come the harder they fall. If you looked up both of these in the dictionary or on the web (as you young whippersnappers do nowadays), I'm pretty sure you would read about Newton and gravity, some musical artist named Jimmy Cliff, and then you would see a picture of my last relationship. So the answer to my previous post is that it was a big crash and burn, if you haven't caught on. But just because my big chance didn't end in one of those crazy love stories doesn't mean it's not a possibility...no hope lost, just a beat up heart that will heal in time. I'm still gonna try to keep my doors open to new things because one fail doesn't equate that all fail.
That being said, now I know why my younger self chose to never date anyone with kids...when the relationship goes south not only do I have one bandaid to pull off to let my would heal, I now have two. I masked my no kid rule as I didn't want to deal with the baby mama drama, which is of course true, but I found out that wasn't the most prominent reason...it was because I love kids and it hurts to have to let them go. They are so full of life and energy and remind us of what it is like to live with hope and curiosity, before all our walls are up that we build as adults. It especially breaks my heart when you know that you are having a positive affect in their lives. Through childhood we create the building blocks of who we are as adults...to be a part of that in someone's life is not something I take lightly. And I'm the kind of person that doesn't like to leave a job incomplete.
Much to my surprise, I'm not 100% sure which bandaid hurts less...you can call a guy a jerk, get angry, say he's selfish, or that he just wasn't what you thought he was and you can get your closure (coined from and explained in that all too famous Friends episode) and move on...but when a kid's done nothing wrong and ends up being a casualty to an adult's poor decisions...I think that's a tougher wound to heal.
What I'm really trying to say and what I believe is the most important thing we can learn from all this is: Buying a puppy is the best Neosporin in the world. They are always happy to see you. Not to mention they keep you busy, and your mind away from thinking about all the things we shouldn't be pining over (cuz let's face it...sometimes we will never understand why things happen or people do what they do without the proper facts or full picture). Though some say they are mere animals, they can sense emotion, know when you need a good snuggle, are always ready to hang out, are loyal to the end, understand give and take, and love in it's purest form. All natural instincts, that in my opinion, many of us humans have forgotten and have become buried within our adult walls. Anyway...everyone say hello to Tucker (my Neosporin)...my fast track to healed wounds and a happy heart.