But, you see, since I have learned to live with rejection since 6 mos. of
age I put this protective shield around me. If someone tries to get too
close I can’t set myself up for another rejection. Family has rejected me -
I have this chronic disease that can make others uncomfortable, so I don’t
allow myself to get too close for fear of another rejection. That’s what’s
so nice about my new *Dad* and all you sisters - you can’t walk away from me
(of course, Iris could unsubscribe me). I can spout off and joke and all
that stuff and have FUN. I love to laugh - it’s toooo easy to cry. Someday
the Lord is going to wrap His tender arms around me and let me cry and cry
and cry until I’m all dried out. Then hold me some more. 8^)
joker jan