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357 - YWG, R3B3B9 is awaiting a residential status change.

This is the truth for you guys... I once had a friend, and we discussed his marriage and his commitment. He died.

He said, my wife is my sister. When I got married, I took vows in front of family, friends and God, that no matter what, I would do stuff. Over the years, I acknowledged that my sister has a mind of her own and a heart that she needs to tend to. Not respecting that, or robbing her of the autonomy of that, Bob, is not love to me. So that means, that as a man and a significant man in her life, I have to acknowledge that I cannot meet all of her needs. That I can honour her, respect her, admire her and gush over her, but that's not enough. And that she should have the freedom to find the things she needs for herself. Even if that means that I need to step aside and feel hurt. If I love her, I need to give her that freedom. And in return, I can expect to be allowed to do the same.

I understand that I am male, and that my love can be confining. And for her, if I expect her to conform to what I need and force her to deny who she deeply is? She doesn't do the same to me. If I'm given rules by someone I love, I struggle to keep difficult rules, out of my sense of male love. In the past, I've asked myself, if women hurt me does it diminish my love? No, truthfully, it doesn't. I've walked for other reasons than love failure.

My sister makes more sense. My niece still makes me laugh. Her, too. Worth all the papercuts and damaged toenails than I could ever acquire anywhere else.

My response was, " Why? Why? " All he responded with was " because I'm hopelessly straight. "

For KayLee Farrer (WPS 21195) and Gretchen Kavakofski. Missing is actually grieving. Can I be part of yerHarum! I'll find stuff for you.