France and I used to have a good relationship. I liked her, she liked me. We got along well. I realize now, of course, (isn't that always the way?) that our relationship worked so well because I had molded myself around her. Which, as any foreigner knows, you have to do - at least to a certain extent - otherwise, well, you know.
Problem is, I molded a little bit too much. So now I've got to unmold (hard work, by the way) and then renegotiate our relationship.
I'm not too concerned, she's more flexible than she appears, and, hopefully, so am I.
In the meantime, St. Anthony.
2 comments:
Have you redefined the terms of your relationship?
Beth - I think it's going to take a while.
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