Fair point. I don’t know if he will still be around. And I can see one of my sisters showing me the picture ten years from now and wondering what ever happened to that guy.
“He is now a billionaire from inventing the next big thing,” I say.
“Too bad you dumped him the day before he invented it,” she reminds me.
“Had I not dumped him he would never have invented it,” I remind her.
This is where she quickly learns not to even try getting the better of me in my own imaginary future conversation. And I’m in great shape and look pretty while she is old and has gained weight. And I have more magical powers.
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I would say that I hope things work out for you in the long run, but I am trying to learn to live without hope. I realize that it sounds strange and may very well be but it seems to be easier for me anymore to just live day by day, one foot in front of the other, than to hope for anything. Too much has changed and gone "wrong" in the last six years, but we have stumbled and struggled through things together as a couple and now I think we are stronger as a couple, more in love.
We have an old Indian expression that says, fish or cut bait. I think that you are wrong to include your lover in the photo. I think you should include him as your fiance.
If you are thinking like this, i.e. institutionalizing David as a member of the family and imprinting this in the forever of family photos, then obviously you have fallen into another world. This is way beyond loverhood.
your aunt garry.
Lovers don't hang around forever. You might have to show this photo to your future husband and children and they'll want to know who he is. Unless he will be your future husband and the father of some of your children.
How lucky you are to have such a vast family that you need to organise a campaign for the get-together. I love the irreverent way you write about them. I don't have a soul, except Beloved and my dog. We can get together for a photo any day, provided I can find somebody to take it.
I read the last two posts; it was Garry who told me about you.
I am going to follow you. if you'd rather not have a German following you, you can erase me.
Damn, you don't have a follower button. How am I going to find you again?
Friko, I don't have any problem explaining my present or past to my future. Whoever fathers my future children will know that he wasn't the first man I met.
Nobody has ever described my family as vast. I'm sorry to hear that you have no soul.
Ignore anything Garry says about me. His credit card number never went through.
Germans have been following me all my life. If I could erase people you wouldn't have to worry.
Aunt Garry, I don't think it's all that serious.
Ernest, I've always heard that marriage is the death of hope.
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