A challenge from my 14-year-old daughter to her peers:
What gives you meaning every day as you walk through the hallways in school or drive to work? For most of us girls we find our completion in boys. Why is that? We fall for them and we think (As the teenage girls we are) that we love them, we give them our hearts and life is perfect… until they break up with us. Even when after marriage I am told that men are still far from perfect. Isn’t that proof enough for us that guys aren’t the ones that complete us?
So what does?