An addendum to my Santa letter
Dear Santa,
I have always hoped that with time I would continue to evolve as a person. Continue to improve myself, be a good role model and find new ways to overcome old hurdles. Last night I realized that when it comes to love I am no closer to being ready for a relationship than I was 3 years ago when I began my dating hiatus.
In February 2003 I wrote on Kazoofus that I am too chicken to be loved. That apparently remains true.
In the mix of all of my recent chicken shit moments and my feelings of being overwhelmed I managed to hurt the heart of someone that is important to me. Someone that, well, in a nutshell, just wanted to love me.
And I was too afraid to let him.
After a lot of thought and consideration I have come to the conclusion that I am not prepared for One True Love in the new year.
Hurting people that are important to me is not the kind of person I want to be so with that I would like to modify my earlier letter to you.
For the new year, what I really would like (in addition to all the answers to the universe of love) is the kahunas to actually go for true love once it does arrive because being a big clucking chicken is no way to live.
Well.
Unless of course you are an actual chicken.
Many thanks,
Kathy Howe
Stuck in my head: Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone by Al Green.
I have always hoped that with time I would continue to evolve as a person. Continue to improve myself, be a good role model and find new ways to overcome old hurdles. Last night I realized that when it comes to love I am no closer to being ready for a relationship than I was 3 years ago when I began my dating hiatus.
In February 2003 I wrote on Kazoofus that I am too chicken to be loved. That apparently remains true.
In the mix of all of my recent chicken shit moments and my feelings of being overwhelmed I managed to hurt the heart of someone that is important to me. Someone that, well, in a nutshell, just wanted to love me.
And I was too afraid to let him.
After a lot of thought and consideration I have come to the conclusion that I am not prepared for One True Love in the new year.
Hurting people that are important to me is not the kind of person I want to be so with that I would like to modify my earlier letter to you.
For the new year, what I really would like (in addition to all the answers to the universe of love) is the kahunas to actually go for true love once it does arrive because being a big clucking chicken is no way to live.
Well.
Unless of course you are an actual chicken.
Many thanks,
Kathy Howe
Stuck in my head: Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone by Al Green.
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