Okay, this looks like the perfect thing after a kind of hellish week.
(And by hellish, I mean I had a complete meltdown--of the sobbing and utterly devasted kind--on Tuesday and I've been sort of blue and melancholy and low on self-esteem and really stressed about work ever since. Doesn't help that there is a TON of end of the year stuff to get
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Nancy had never needed a man. She was a strong, independent woman and the idea of needing a man--well, that would be positively medieval! What modern woman ever needed a man?
(Except for killing spiders and opening difficult jars. Let's be practical here.)
Everything flipped when she married Edward. Edward wasn't her missing half, something she'd always longed for without knowing it. She hadn't had an Edward-sized hole in her heart and now her heart was whole.
What it was was that somehow he'd made himself such a part of her, wrapped himself into all the threads that made up her life, and created a hole, a hole that he immediately filled, so she almost didn't notice that it was there.
She loved him so much and she could only hope that Robert and Giselle had a fraction of what she'd found.
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That was really sweet! ^_^
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I especially love this:
(Except for killing spiders and opening difficult jars. Let's be practical here.)
♥ Thank you thank you thank you! ::loves!::
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