Strong, but not Stalin.
I’m going to send today’s posts bit by bit, because my connection isn’t so good right now.
I’ve been thinking lately about what I want in a man. I guess I could sum it up by saying I’m looking for a strong man, but not someone who will try to boss me around. I’d like a man who knows what he’s doing with his life, and has a sense of purpose, but isn’t so rigid or driven that I don’t fit into his life. I’d like someone I could lean on, and admire, and who could help me feel safe, but not someone who would try to make me obey him.