Saying goodbye to Buffalo.
Understanding that feeling unlovable does not mean being unloved.
Bidding farewell to the past.
Moving ahead to claim "me."
I shall be released.
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Tamar,
I'm sorry that you felt "unlovable" in Buffalo. But glad that you know you are being loved. Sometimes how we feel is totally different than what it is in reality. Being too sensitive is not a blessing at all time.
There's lots of love here in Buffalo for you. Various types at various levels from various hearts; all are sincere!
Nian
Posted by: Nian | April 20, 2005 at 09:28 PM
Nian,
Interesting interpretation. The feeling was a general one and not related to Buffalo. If anything I feel extremely well-loved in Buffalo by you and all my friends! I probably should "blog" more in-depth on this topic, eh?
Yes, I agree and I think that's what I meant too: feelings and reality is not always the same.
As always, thank you for your concern and very kind words.
Posted by: Tamar | April 20, 2005 at 09:52 PM