tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075865080526818949.post8579413007290890928..comments2023-05-20T05:42:29.896-04:00Comments on The Diary of a Dessert Lover: Boy FriendsDeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02517728358720994347noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075865080526818949.post-68856121359137885622008-11-06T22:13:00.000-05:002008-11-06T22:13:00.000-05:00Andy - Taking risks. It's something that I don't ...Andy - Taking risks. It's something that I don't want to be afraid of, but at the same time, I'm learning to trust, again. Loving someone means loving them for their flaws, too. I'm just not sure where my line is, where there is too much compromise, and I lose too much of me. I guess I can never know until it happens.Deshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02517728358720994347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075865080526818949.post-12357524040022759662008-11-05T23:33:00.000-05:002008-11-05T23:33:00.000-05:00Well put. And I have to agree, when parents "lose"...Well put. And I have to agree, when parents "lose" their children they are oftenly "out of place". They don't know what to do. <BR/><BR/>This is the case of my grandparents. They've been married for 50 years and for about 15 years now, they've slept in separate beds.<BR/><BR/>My grandpa was an alcoholic, my grandma had to put up with that. Thank God, he overcame it, but it's something my grandma still remembers. She may have forgiven, but definitely not forgotten.<BR/><BR/>My grandpa has a strong character that he doesn't show to us granddaughters. It is mainly with my grandma that he takes it.<BR/><BR/>(And this turned into a massive comment)<BR/><BR/>My point is, in spite of ALL this (Yeah, I still don't get why they're together), when he hugs her and she smiles, I understand.<BR/><BR/>Not all the relationships are perfect, but there's a reason they exist.<BR/><BR/>So, take risks. You never know what's coming with them.Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05814420505255964223noreply@blogger.com