Hopes, dreams, effort.
Trying, working, persisting.
In the quest for love.
It shouldn't be this hard.
I have a fiance' who loves me unconditionally. But why not his parents? Is that so much to ask? And why have I, a competant and functionally self confident person, worked so hard for their love?
Why am I so angry about this? Why can't I accept, as my dad has always said, that some people just won't like you?
Because these aren't just any people. They are the people who raised the man I love. And this just gets more and more complicated.
Creating my Billion Dollar Biz Idea
2 days ago
hmm. it raises the question of "does the apple fall far enough from the tree?" i've feared the same thing ... honestly. and then i realize that our men have made decisions that separate them from their families ... they're individuals ... and we love them and they love us. that's really all that matters.
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