I’m off tomorrow to San Francisco to meet Michelle’s family. Thanksgiving dinner will include her mom and dad, younger sister Quinn, and younger brother Greg.
I’m not saying that I am only capable of superficial conversations. But meeting strangers by its very nature starts out at a superficial level. As you progress, you dig deeper. Most of the time, I don’t get that far. It’s a lot of ice breakers and cocktail conversations. Few of my encounters have turned into lasting relationships.
On the other hand, some of them have. I guess I just want to make a good impression because I know Michelle is close with her family and values their opinion. It could be an insurmountable obstacle if I screw this up. And I can’t let that happen because I can’t imagine losing her.