Cinderella had the wicked stepmother and stepsisters.
Aurora had the long sleep.
Snow White had a stepmother and a long sleep.
I had Joe.
I think that’s about even.
Now you may ask, “Jamie, how exactly can you find it in yourself to still believe in happy endings and fairy tales?” Truthfully, I don’t know. I’m either crazy or just glutton for punishment, maybe I’m naive. Who knows? All I really know is that I will try again.
Hummm, maybe it’s just my competitive nature to not lose that’s making me want to find love again. I WILL win against all odds. And why not? I'm smart, relativly cute, funny, educated, fun, not to mention responsible and occasionally practical...surely I'm destined for great things?! Plus, I gotta say, I've NEVER met a Mom that didn't LOVE me!
Almost as an aside I must make a confession…I began writing this last night and when I awoke this morning I experienced the most terrifying, gut-wrenching, out of control combination of fear and anger directed towards the idea of love. It washed over me and called me “stupid” for even considering someone who could love me. How could I trust after barely living through the ultimate betrayal? How was someone going to fall in love with me when my husband hadn't even loved me or at least loved me enough to forsake all others? What in the name of hell was I thinking?
And then…the nice guy chatted with me and made me smile.
Maybe I’m just completely insane?!
well aren't you awesome????? I have just now clicked over to this. I was thinking it was a sewing site and I was saving it to the weekend! Girlfriend... I am loving this... as I love you.... keep it up...
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