Updating the Guy Front

News in our family travels unbelievably fast so it's probably not a surprise that Mr. Perfect Toes and I keep in touch. But I think a certain Mr. Kindness still thinks there may be a chance for chemistry to develop on my part. Which is sad because I don't want to give him false hope. And I don't want him to wait around for me. Especially if, according to ES, I am in fact, far from being ready to get married.
I suppose it's part of life. I can't really prevent him from getting hurt. The message is clear, he just (oops, the J word) thinks things might change in the future. I don't know that they won't but I don't want to give him false hope. Maybe he needs to go through with this kind of process, I don't know. I'm not here to play G-d but rather be an instrument in His orchestra.
So I just (there it is again, that word!) let things run their course, the way they're suppose to, right?
[One time when I was at work with Papa (this is a story Batya), he said Just, and I said "Oh, look who said the J word!" Collette was like, is the J word Jesus? oops!]