There are a lot of things I love about my life. I like my job; I like my home. In a few months, I'm marrying a wonderful man whom I love deeply and who I know loves me just as much. I just sent out a stack of invitations to a couple dozen wonderful friends.
The thing is, though, when I really think about it, I'm not sure why my fiancé thinks I'm so great, or why my friends like me at all. At my best, I tell myself there must be something there to attract so many good people into my life. At my worst, I believe they are all just being nice, are desperate, or are friends by association (I tend to be reserved and introverted, but I often get close to one dynamic person with a lot of friends).
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