A friend I text with quite a bit seemed to need some space, so I backed off. Respected her needs. Acted as if it wasn’t me … and guess what … it wasn’t. She just needed some “her” time.
Nope it wasn't you, it was all ME.
All,
PEI is right. And the flip side of this...
I had been dealing with a few crisis at work. I was PMSing. I was tired. I was grumpy. I only wanted to talk to one person. And it was not her.
I dealt with my stuff, and when I was ready, I texted her.
I needed that time. I needed no interruptions. I needed it and it wasn't personal to anyone except me.
It's the same with our S. It doesn't feel the same, but it is.
BTW, Marsha was my favorite too.
PEI,
told you I was WAAY older than you.
"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is and there's got to be a way through it."--Michael J. Fox
