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I purchased this attitude a while ago ... it doesn't fit me anymore.

I spent the first 30 years of my life trying to claim my independence.

Now I want to give it back.

Perhaps if I were still single, childless, I'd still be trying to make a statement with my "hear me roar!" mentality.

Now I'm just hoping you'll hear me whimper. And come running.

Did this happen to you? Unfortunately I missed out on a lot of great relationships with people during my 20's because I was so busy living life on my own. For my own.

Much like the boy who cried wolf, I cried "Let me do it myself!" and now that I actually need a multitude of people (a "village" if you will!) they're all busy and I have to do this on my own.

But wait! What's that you say?
I'm not alone? You feel the same way?
You're in your house cleaning laundry and dishes and floors just like me?

Well, thank God for Skype, then ... we can be together while we're shouldering this thing called mom and wife and employee and ... human. Yes. I almost forgot. Somewhere in here is a ME!

And somewhere in there is a YOU.

Maybe you don't have time for coffee or a phone call. But I love you just the same.

Let's Skype sometime, eh? I'll try not to be too needy.

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Adrienne said…
Works for me! Though I prefer to have set times for skyping..let's plan sometime...send me an email! Of course right now I'm a little under the weather...but planning never hurts!
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