In my personal essay I wrote about religion dividing people, I discussed how I am yearning to have a good, if not just a relationship with my boyfriend's mother (and his sisters). The differences of religion hindered that, and feels like it is still HINDERING. Don't get me wrong, she no longer sucks her teeth when I call. But for some reason I can sense the prayers of her and her daughter ascending into heaven daily that their child rid himself of me. I can honestly say the relationship isn't going half bad, great infact, BUT, as little Micheal would say, "baby baby I gat that feeling". The feeling some feces 'bout to hit the fan.
The last thing I want to do is alarm my boyfriend. However, I'm a bit alarmed my damn self. I'm also beginning to wonder if I'm doing this(this being learning about the religion) to make it easier on us. I've never been that type of person though, and I don't want to start now. I often think about where this is headed and I'm not quite sure anymore of what I want to do. If I want to do this(this being our relationship) any longer.
BOY I HOPE HE DOESN'T READ THIS....
We'll see how this goes.
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