Thursday, 23rd April 2009
Noah asked me again. Everything he said made sense. He can offer me a home, financial security...
That sounds awful, doesn't it? Like I'm some horrendous gold-digger. But it's more than that. I really like him - I could maybe even grow to love him in a getting-old-and-grey-together kind of way. It doesn't have to be a complete melding of hearts and minds for a marriage to work.
I think I'm finally ready to grow up and make a mature decision about my future, one not based on flimsy feelings and intuition. But I need to talk to Daisy first. This is going to change her life just as much as it's going to change mine. I need to know how she feels.