A very useful lesson indeed…..
Younger, naive, much less in tune with the ways relationships work (and don’t work). To put it simply, I was just young and dumb and hopelessly romantic. I thought I was in love, maybe I was. It sure seemed that way, when we weren’t fighting over something silly and he wasn’t ignoring me or giving me the silent treatment.
We were very different. At that young of an age, I had a restlessness to do things. Anything, really. I wanted to have have dinner and an evening of conversation at my mom’s house, go catch a movie once in awhile. I wanted to have my pregnant step-sister over and make her brownies and see how excited she got when the pan came out of the oven. I wanted to go to ballgames with my dad and not see his disappointment everytime I left the house.
And he didn’t want to…
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