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When I was
19, I turned down a chance to go to Paris for Thanksgiving
because I was afraid of flying. To this very day, I
could kick myself for not going! My sister went without me
and had the time of her life. Going to France is what
experiencing life is all about.
Plan a special
time to say good-bye so you can hug and cry and get it out
of your systems. Decide together what your arrangement
is going to be while you are separated. Will you date
others? Will you write daily? If you stray, does
the other one want to know? Make sure you both are clear
on what the agreement is. Then, stick to it.
Maybe you
want to go with that it's-o.k.-to-date-others scenario.
The men of France can be very intriguing...
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