I didn't know what I had until it was too late!

November 26, 2015

Wooooiiiieeee!!! Mi deh ya! Mi deh ya! Waa gwaan TamFam?? Blessings to all Ragashanti Live listeners pon Tambourine Radio at www.tambourineradio.com.

Awright, family, mi jus' drap back inna di place a Obama Lan fram Africa. Yups, mi shot off a week a Addis Ababa an Shashamene a Ethiopia. Di trip was very revealing an educational. Mi learn whole heap - in particular bout di many Jamaican Rastas who repatriated to Ethiopia. At a later date mi a goh mek unu know more bout mi trip. In di meantime gwaan pree dem mix-up ya:


Didn't know what i had 'til he left


Raga, I was with this guy who I was in love with, but he was not in love with me. I can't say I blamed him, because I treated him wrong, although some of the things he felt were wrong, at the time were jokes. I have apologised to him, but he won't forgive me. We used to talk on the phone, but sometimes it sounded like he wanted to come back, and then another time he doesn't. So I sent him a text and told him not to text or call me if he doesn't want us to get back together. I do not know if he read the text, because he said I text too much and they were too long.

You know the saying, "you don't know what you have until it's gone?" This is the perfect example.

He made me smile, he was kind. I was so comfortable with him, like no other. I however, am one of those women who doesn't believe a man will stay with me (was abandoned by my father, stepfather, husband, boyfriends, etc), so I did not expect that he would stay with me, and I did some crazy crap to make that a realty. I listened to friends, so-called friends, and family, (even my sister, who introduced us, is not even speaking to me right now). I was abused in my relationship with my ex-husband, and I in turn sabotaged a very good relationship with a man who has treated me like no other. I have lived with two men in my life, my ex husband and this guy. The friends and so-called friends are gone. Some, I choose not to even bother to talk to anymore.


listen to your heart


I want to say to your audience, especially women, recognise early when you have a good guy, don't listen to people that say leave him, especially if he's what you think you'd want. I learnt the hard way. He moved out after I heard him asking for money to leave and telling his cousin he was going to leave me. I told him to 'just go now' and started putting some things in a bag. I didn't think he'd leave nor did I want him to leave. It is a hard lesson to learn because while the time away has made me realise what I had, he's not interested in coming back. I do love him and miss him terribly, but I know I have no one to blame except myself. I know he listens to you and hope that you read this letter and let him know. I do love him, and if he'd just give us a chance, I would be very different. I have to let him go reluctantly, because sadly, he is no longer interested in me.

The lesson is to know what you have before it's too late, and not to listen to people who don't support you when something good is happening to you because of jealousy. By the way, two of the so-called girlfriends wanted him, but he wasn't interested in them. I am alone now and I cry almost daily, especially when I start thinking about him and the things we did. He introduced me to your radio show. I hadn't heard about you until I met him.

R.E.M. are his initials, I love you, and I am truly sorry for what I did or did not do. I wish you would give me another chance, but will respect your decision. Some of us have to learn the hard way to realise what's good and what's not. Maybe he was to be in my life to get rid of the people who are no longer in my life now. So I thank him.

Well, you appear to have obtained great learning and wisdom from the unpleasant outcome of the relationship with your ex. I hope your life now becomes dominated by growth in the positive.

Bless up yuhself.

Awright mi links, man a leggo di ends ya now. Sen mi unu drama dem at ragashanti@ragashanti.com. See unu nex Thursday same place ya soh. Road!

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