It's funny how I tried so hard to find friends, meet people, do things with them so I could feel complete and not have to count on my husband for fulfillment in all areas of my life. And..when I do find them, they all lack in the effort to show me friendship. I try to be the best friend ever, because I want to be, but when it's their turn to give the friendship back...I get nothing. Please know I'm not all about the gimme gimme gimme. After all the effort, should I continue? Or should I let them come to ME?

When the world continues to disappoint me, once again, I fall back on my husband. He is my friend, my lover, my partner in life and even though he falls short sometimes (dont we all), I know he will always be there for me.

Is that how the world works? We only have ONE person we can truly count on?