I look in the mirror and who do I see? Every one I know every one but me. I don’t understand explain this to me. It’s not me they come to see, but how they expect me to be.
It’s not that hard to perceive.It’s better to give than to receive.If only everybody saw it that way. In a perfect world so they say. You know as well as I do it doesn’t always ring true. Give and give and give and all to often it doesn’t come back to you.
Not appreciated… Only expected… When the time comes and you have no more to give them. Chances are it’s the last time you will see them. A bit jaded, I know. It’s easier to forgive than to forget. Not ready to go back there yet.nick