Last night Sara sent a text message to inform me of her decision to move in with her boyfriend. When we carried her heater over to the apartment after Christmas, there was another guy there who helped carry it in. I'm assuming the relationship started sometime after that. Seems like a rather short time. He is someone I've only met once and that for just a moment or two. She has always been secretive about her relationships. Kind of like she's ashamed of them. And some of them have been the kind of folks you should be ashamed of. It occurred to me that it might be me she's ashamed of. Wouldn't that be a kick.😞 We will see how this plays out. And how long it lasts.
“Life’s under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful it’s no worse than it is.” ~ Margaret Mitchell