It is another snow day - although there's no snow falling the icy conditions have made it unsafe for school bus travel. Anyways, I am thinking about love, a parental type of love. My brother and I have discussed the question: Is it better to have known such a love, or to have never known it at all? I have only asked the question to one other person, as I have so few people in my life. First, my brother and I agreed at the time, we wished we had never known... and the person I inquired disagreed. I'm sure there are all kinds of opinions on the subject and for varied reasons, with many degrees of background. Do you ever get sick of thinking??? I do. Some have told me to "get a tougher skin", "go with the flow", "don't worry about it", or, one of my favorites "just relax". Isn't it something when the things that you want become reality, and you find it's not what you wanted at all? With this I am referring to others wanting change and when they get it... BOOHOO. There is ALWAYS a reaction ~ Example: if you want someone to get a thicker skin, toughen up, and they do, they might not hold you when you're sad, or send a card of congrats... 'cause who cares!? Once again, I'm sure there's varied degrees and I admit I'm an extremist. (to be continued) ...
