A Son Is A Son 'til He

Love And Friendship. They Are What Make Us Who We Are, And What Can Change Us, If We Let Them.

It Was The Same Night I Gave Myself To Him Completely, Knowing That I Would Belong To Him For As Long As He Wanted To Keep Me. And, As It Turned Out, Even Longer Than That.

Sure, We Were Friends Who Exchanged Soulful Glances, Friends Who Slept In A Bed Filled With Sexual Tension, Friends Who Found Any Excuse To Touch, But I Worried That We'd Never Take That Perilous Leap Of Faith Toward Becoming A Real Couple, A Permanent Team.

Maybe The Thing To Do After You Roll The Dice-and Lose-is Simply Pick Them Up And Roll Them Again.

But I Am Learning That Perfection Isn't What Matters. In Fact, It's The Very Thing That Can Destroy You If You Let It.