Hi and a hug. Want Charcoal to know she's inspiring.
Love ya, honey -- thanks for being so open and for checking in on so many others, me included. Thanks for aiming at making your M work.
You know what comes to mind to me? That I think might help?
Cheerlead, grrrlll.
Reassure him that he's the one. Slow down, smile, flirt. Unbutton his shirt. Snap his pix, put it in a frame by the front door. Sign it "You Da One, Love Ya, Hon."
Turn off the flashlight that investigates rats in the basement -- hey, it's summer, the rats have gone to their seaside cottages. Heck, maybe they'll never move back and you can re-decorate the downstairs.
Hey, just rambling from one who was walked away from.
