Sunday, August 2, 1998 4:15 P.M.
We celebrated my nephew’s birthday today. We were swimming and in genereal having
a good time. My newphew was genuinely suprised.
Sunday, August 2, 1998 10:15 P.M.
Why is it so hard to get along with the ones we love sometimes? Why is it that we can
love one another so much yet frustrated and make each other so angry at other times? It is
a natural part of life, I know. Every couple argues. There is no such thing as the perfect
couple that never fights. A relationship is a contridiction in terms. We must be together
and be able to be apart. We must be one yet be indiviuals (seperate entities). Finding the
balance is the tricky part. One person thinks you should spend more time together the
other thinks you need more time apart. Then you get into more trickier stuff. Like, how to
raise children. One thinks you spoil them to much the other thinks you are too strict with
them. One has their own religious beleifs the other has something completily different.
And in the midst of it all there is love. Yet without love you would be just two people
who could just pass by each other and not know the difference. Nor care, I recon. But
together you can grow and love one another. Dispite all those differences and maybe even
those scales that are out of wack, we manage to work our way through the most difficult
situations.
Love is finding a balance or keeping your mouth shut. Love is biting your tounge an
angry word you may regret later. And sometimes it love is standing up for your rights and
freedoms (of course without going overboard, there’s that tricky balancing act
again).
*thinks about it and deciedes love is just a big ol’ balancing act in the middle
of some wierd attachment thing* Yep that is it for sure!
Ok so I didn’t have a lot going on today.
Lot’s of love
forever
Christine