I have completely given up the idea that, in life, I can be happy with someone by finding them on my own.
First there were all of the highschool boyfriends. Then my ex-husband who made me feel the highest highs... and consequently the lowest lows. M.W. is my wholly compatable soulmate, we get along, are happy and energetic together and... well it's like running electricity through a gas: electrons are in an excited state. We were never at rest.
I'm not up for any more of the disappointment that these relationships generated. I give up! My friend G3, in Oklahoma, is Indian. She is in her late 20s, and told me that her parents would arrange a marriage for her when she returns to India.
Now hold on to your hat.... it ain't that bad! If you think about it... the parents and the match-makers are picking out someone with whom they believe you will be compatable. Doesn't that sound wonderful? If my family would not have blessed my marriage, then I would have moved forward from there, not worrying about what the future brought.
So here were have it -- what options are there in the world, for a girl who's had the desire to date, to even look for a mate, beaten out of her?
I am so tired.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
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Oh Bibba. **hugs**
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