What’s so sad sometimes is that even as we age, we still hold out unfair expectations. My guy is flawed, but he is perfect for me, as I am for him. He is teaching me skills that I badly need to learn. For that I am most grateful. Perfect doesn’t exist. Perfect for us, for now, for where we are in life, is available. That’s how we have good company, at any point in life. Thanks for your comments.

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