This is for the Side Chicks

  Side chick? The other woman? The mistress? The friend with benefits? I think about these titles that slowly but surely have been acceptable in general society. I remember during my teen years the "side chick" used to operate incognito. Like a stealth ninja. No one knew her. Who she was, where she lived, what she did, who her friends were, nothing. And if ever confronted with any questions that might connect her to her lover even the slightest, she would deny deny deny. No form of interrogation would get her to speak no matter how intensely the subject is pressed.

  That was then. Today it seems as if the side chick glorifies herself. She's proud to be the "other woman", stating she has the perks of a wife, without the responsibility. She states she gets the attention, the physical interaction, the shopping sprees and gets to be his eye candy. But are all these "benefits" worth it?

  When I think about it, being that woman has no appeal. Because in the end the "side chick" will be set aside, pushed to the side and left aside. His main woman, if she is a good woman will always be that.

  The main woman has the title and the real benefits. She receives more than physical interaction. She connects to him emotionally and spiritually as well. She doesn't need a shopping spree because she has full access to the bank account. She is not his eye candy. She is his prize. Someone that he cherishes and proudly has her on his arms in public.

  To the side chick: I'm not here to judge. I am just here to extend love and words of wisdom. You need to recognize who you are. You are too valuable to be used for convenience. Too important to be in second place. You deserve full, 100%, undivided attention. You are beautiful and deserve the very best. Do not settle for temporary satisfaction and material possessions that will indeed fade away.

  Food For Thought