If you thought I was going to ignore you, you must not have a grandmother in your life.  In case you don’t, I’ll serve that purpose.

So, you say you don’t know what love is and you really don’t care, just bring it on!  Let’s get on with the jollies!  How do I love thee, let me count the ways.  Uh, come to think of it, I don’t know.  I just start with sex, and end with sex.  Is there more?

So I say, “You poor dunce.” ——-

You don’t know how to make a girl feel special with the friendly wink of an eye?

You don’t know what it feels like to walk in the park with fingers intertwined with the prettiest girl in town?

You don’t know the satisfaction of knowing she might not be the prettiest but she loves being yours?

You don’t know how comforting it is to let her tell you about her kitty being run over by a car and you, the gallant listener, wipe away the tears with a tender touch of your thumb?

You never had a girl who was exclusively yours?

You think all of the above behaviors are designed to get a girl into the sack?

You have had lots of sex, but never with a sober girl?

You have had lots of sex, but only after making the girl cry because you threatened to leave?

You impregnated a girl, then told her to get lost?

You don’t know if she had the baby or got an abortion?

You do know.  She had an abortion.  You hurt.  You cry.  You see a dad teaching his toddler how to ride a tricycle.  You hurt.  You cry.  You see a dad on the baseball field.  You hurt.  You cry.  You remember, it was ten years ago today.  You hurt. You cry.


There was once a young man who lived over a century ago  He married his pregnant girlfriend.  They had a family.  Each of his children had a family.  In the long run, I was a product of his decision to marry that girl.   I’m glad he accepted his responsibility.  I’m glad they found peace.  I know them only as loyal, faithful, forgiving, loving, and responsible.  I loved them.

My thanks to that young couple who righted their wrong!  I’m so glad abortion was not their solution.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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8 Responses to OKAY, GUYS, LISTEN UP

  1. dawnlizjones says:

    Say it. Say loud and clear. And don’t stop saying, I don’t care what comments you get or don’t get, just keep talking and loving like you do.

    • oneta hayes says:

      My cup is full and running over! The heartbreak, the deception, the compromises, the evil The father’s sins visited to the third and fourth generations Oh, God, we hunger for a turn around! Give us hearts to thirst after You; remove the blindness from the eyes of our precious younger people. Expose deception. Expose idolatry. Thanks, dawnliz.

  2. You keep on posting and I will keep on reading. You are full of wisdom and I love the way you cut to the chase. My husband and I raised three sons and this is totally the type of plain speaking we used on them. We always told them their main job as a boyfriend was to make sure they treated their dates like something precious…because they were! They must have listened as they have very little tolerance for men who “love them and leave them.”

  3. calensariel says:

    Dang, woman!!! You sure don’t sound like a grandma!!! You really have your finger on the pulse of a whole generation!

  4. mandibelle16 says:

    This is wonderful Oneta. These are a lot of questions I have about guys these days. And the abortion issue well. Often it takes two, in university in a philosophy class one particular arguement to keep a baby at whatever stage of growth was the baby’s “potentiality.” That baby had the potential to be a life, to be a person; it has a soul so being a good mother whether you want to be one or not, means sacrifice and sometimes that means carrying a child who will be adopted or whom resulted when he/she wasn’t intended by one of the parents. I have many friends who don’t agree and there are really tough situations like if the baby is killing the mother and a choice has to be made. But I like your story, I’m glad you were kept too.

    • oneta hayes says:

      I am encouraged to know this issue is presented in a philosophy class; I’m afraid I don’t have much faith in young people having both sides presented to them by most universities, or even high schools. There are truly tough issues. That is a decision that needs to be studies thoughtfully before the act that produces a child. Few people do not have that choice. But it is tough when it does happen. I still have that issue to deal with.

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