I find I am still troubled by the sudden rejection by my long-years friend. He is old. In his eighties. I checked my email this morning and sure enough he had deleted me from his list. (He sends lots of forwards to people—used to be including me.) I was relieved. I am really glad it’s over. But the rejection stings. I did nothing to justify his bitterness. He wanted me to write a book together with him about my dysfunctional childhood. I told him no. He got furious with me ( I think because he was sure we’d make a LOT of money on said book.) He is money-hungry and sex-hungry, and I do not and will not meet his demands however big or small. I know he has dementia. He cannot understand why “I’m married and I love my husband dearly” is a reason why I refuse to kiss him. The more I think about it, the more I think he is crazy. I am so much better off without him. He was a family friend, but my husband never was comfortable around him, because he saw him try to kiss me several times. Thank you, God, for taking this unstable person out of our lives. Today I took my mom to get groceries. She can’t drive anymore, and can’t see well. So I helped her find things on the shelves. THAT is what I want to do with my life now. I took my hubby to the hospital for Lab work because he is seeing a new neurologist for possible Parkinson’s Disease. He can’t drive anymore either because of neuropathy. I want to take care of my family, not listen to some old man talking dirty to me. This afternoon I go meet the bus and keep my 16 year old grandson until his mom gets home. THAT is what I need to be doing. That is my life. It’s a good life God has given me, surrounded by people I love. I love very easily, and loyally. The whole friendship with this other man started because I hugged him at church at his wife’s funeral. That was not wrong. But then he tried to turn it into something wrong. He tried to make me feel guilty for saying NO. NEVER. I’m spilling my guts here. I hope people will comment. Please.