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Never a happy ending

Monday, December 21, 2009
I'm dancing the delicate line between keeping quiet or throwing a little kid tantrum. Seems like such a situation doesn't deserve any energy, but it is what it is, so let's just declare the current state of things and move on, shall we?

How tired am I of being disappointed? Let down? Why don't I deserve an adult, respectable explanation to someone's change in behavior (after being impressively consistent and fabulous for months) instead of maintaining my same sami-demeanor and receiving zero response instead? I'm understanding. I'm compassionate. I throw other people's shoes on on a regular basis, but I don't take kindly to poor excuses when my feelings are concerned. I exercise grace and patience, and a very cool girl attitude most of the time, which may be why when my feelings are hurt, they're hurt big. I guess when I continually make a point to not make others feel that way, I wonder why some people in my life can't seem to reciprocate... especially when they know me better than to forget to address this kind of neglect.

I feel defeated...but, it took way too long to get my heart to open back up, so i'm going to lodge one of my cast-iron skillets in the door and make sure it doesn't shut down again. All my lovelies, you're sure helping to make it easier...
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I'm Sami Jo From Denver, CO, United States I'm from Denver, CO. I love to travel - both alone and with friends - explore new places and really learn the personality of a city. I own my own PR firm and offer support to creative professionals including authors, musicians and small business. My husband writes and performs live music (often for kids at local libraries in town), and we have a little boy who loves to travel as much as we do.
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