I’m meeting my daughter’s boyfriend (they are serious) Thursday and I am apprehensive. We’re going together to Florida for a week and it’s a long 6 hour drive down and back. He insists on meeting me beforehand and getting to know me and my life story a little better. Yikes! I mean, I’m not exactly your typical parent. On top of that I’m very shy.
When people ask me what I do, I say I’m a retired CPA (which is true) or that I’m under a doctor’s care. But getting to know my life story? Not a chance. I’d hate for my problems to reflect badly on my daughter although I’ve never been more stable.
The whole thing just makes me want to crawl under a rock and hide.
Warm wishes and hugs to all.