I had manners. I was fairly attractive. I was funny. My life fell apart when I was diagnosed with stupid fucking breast cancer. I don't give a fuck if I have manners, my looks were destroyed. I lost my sense of humor.
My husband is an amazing father, to both of our boys. I couldn't have picked a better man. He loves all of us unconditionally, and would give his life to make us happy. He is a real man and a wonderful Dad.
So true. You& made me into a better person. You& calmed me down so intensely. A serious girl, when she finds someone who calms her spirit and quiets her busy thoughts, will love you fiercely, it will defy even her own logic and reasoning.