Usually, that kind of fight lasts. I have a hard time letting go. I feel like I'm right and Luke knows that he's wrong. Obviously, he feels differently.
I made up my mind that my GD to Luke and to myself would be the battle between my shadow side and my light. I fought the good fight. The dark theme --he thinks he's so great--kept coming up. I thought, "Who cares. I'm not letting this spoil my day and put out my light." And in the end, I didn't.
I e-mailed Martin with Jen's address. He wants his daughter to speak with her. She just graduated in a similar field. It took time, because I couldn't read his handwriting. I kept trying different combinations of letters and finally--I hit it. Yay.

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