Putting the hopeless in "hopeless romantic"

I was chatting with a friend, MJ, in the wee hours of the morning, talking about men and how we relate to them, then she mentioned something that I do after a "relationship" has ended.

I stay friends with him. I wish the best for him and hope with all my heart that he finds the person he was meant to be with. It may sting, especially at first, but, it's what's best, so you wave them off and wish them the best. Eventually it will sting less, because you feel the joy they feel.

MJ said to me, "that's how you know that you loved him, you do things that hurt you for their benefit and wish them the best even though doing so makes your heart break"

I think she's right. Shakespeare was right too. "It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all". LOL! I'm so cheesy - but hey, I'm a hopeless romantic, so its allowed, even expected.

One of my closest friend is having a tumultuous time. Her dad is dealing with cancer, after refusing another round of chemotherapy. I can only imagine what she's going through. Yesterday I spent the evening with her and her family, being a jest to lighten the weight of the gloom settling around them. I hope I helped. They seemed to hold up alright despite the prognosis.

I love her family. I feel like they've taken me in and even offered me a room in their house to stay in. This means the world to me especially since my own family is so far away. For them to open their house to a stranger like me is just the warmth I needed.

I'm headed to the Philippines today, for my Mum's Birthday. I wish I could stay though, and be there for my friend. Somehow I think she may need me more than my family right now.

That's all for now folks. I just need some rest before my flight and maybe I'll be less of a teary eyed emotional mess.