five wives - what a sad sad thing. i can't imagine. my parents seemed happy & okay. my dad died too young- my mom didn't remarry. i may live in an episode of litltle house o the prairie in my head.
BUT - if you have to aspire to something in life- and we all do- why not that? happiness, commitment, complacncy isn't so bad is it? sameness can be very very satisfying & comforting, etc.
excitement non stop- alot like cake for every meal. i do love cake- might get tiresome- who knows?
i don't get men- i don't get H and maybe you're rite- it will be one after the other. same deal- i asked it rite first time found out anyting and had inkling-
"you feel like it's all worth it- trading in me and our life for what you've got" - he said no. he didn't stop- he's still got her floating aroud out there- he is a stupid stupid man on that count.
now- if i could figure out what the real man is (or is like)?
he is not the guy he showed to me and i loved - don't know if that guy exists anymore or existed back then.
oh well- tired and now i want cake- sad but true.
hang in there. you can be a super hero with dawn and me when this is ALLLLL OVER AND JUST A BAD BAD MEMORY - THE MLc junk
we'll have soooo much patience and wisdom and stamina and be sooooo philosophical and "enriched" (dare i hope any good comes from all this pain & injustice?)
can't think of what our super hero name could be tho?
