Comparable

I think about it.  I do.  I try hard not to, but I do. 


I can't help but wonder, what if she does... what if I turn to gray.  


Not like it's never happened before... I have always really been that blur in the background, not matter who was around.  


It's been part of my acceptance, because without that acceptance, I would have for sure driven myself damn crazy. 


So I keep telling myself- "Doesn't matter.  You are who you are, and she can be happy or disapproving... it won't matter to you."  Do I need to be sterner, louder... more confident? 


I took the path less traveled in her very vocal opinion, but I have certainly learned along the way.  Not only have I learned, but man, have I gained.  Gained my soul mate, the love of my very being.  Have been very blessed with these two innocent and beautiful little souls.  With their wrinkly little noses, and those "Puss and Boots" eyes that get me E V E R Y T I M E (but I wouldn't trade it for the world).  


So why do I let it get to me so much... I have acceptance elsewhere.  Why do I need this specific acceptance?  Maybe because it's not acceptance that I should have to fight for.  Maybe because it's something that is just supposed to be there.