For the last year I have been, temporarily, living with my Father ~ my mother died a short while back, he was lonely and we had stuff to sort out. A win/win situation.

The reason I tell you this is that my father is not the man I thought he was!

I have always been close to my parents but hadn't lived with them since my early 20's.

My point here is how can anyone truly trust anyone when it is so easy to misinterpret someone's true character?

These days I put all my trust in my husband, Rick, and my spiritual team in the ether!

That way I can no longer be disappointed when folks fall short of my, unfair exacting standards :)

This subject is fascinating ~ a challenging read.

xox