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No, she didn’t need someone perfect. She just needed someone perfect for her.
Men. The day they learned to admit to a mistake was the day they became women.
“My children never disappoint me,” she said softly. “They merely . . . astonish me. I believe I like it that way.”
“I hope you are well. Please remember that you are my daughter and you will always be my daughter. I love you.”
days are filled with endless amusements. I shop and attend luncheons and pay calls (and have calls paid upon me). In the evenings I usually attend a ball or musicale, or perhaps a smaller party. Sometimes I remain at home with my own company and read a book. Truly, it is a full and lively existence; I have no cause for complaint. What more, I often ask, could a lady want?
