The Sagittarius man, while he may hold within his large heart much genuine affection for his family, dropping by to say a cheerful “hello” every few years or so, probably bringing along an armload of gifts (for the Archer is wonderfully generous) doesn’t feel the intense tug of dutiful devotion toward his relatives, the Cancerian girl feels towards hers.

These two are so very different and astrology can’t solve the problem of differences in their personalities. They on their own have to fight it out, hopefully moving closer toward compromise as the years pass, but in the meanwhile fussing and quarreling – arguing (him) pouting (her) back and forth between them over neglecting Mama and Papa (for example, is his fault) or weakening their own relationship by spending too much time with family (her fault). As time goes by, they’ll reach some sort of mutual agreement regarding many differences between them – or one of them will leave the other. But it might not be a permanent separation.

Cancer is deeply moved by the naivete and idealism of the brave and optimistic Sagittarian, who keeps clumsily falling, then picking himself up with a bright smile…to try once more to reach the winner’s circle. Someday, somehow, Sagittarius will teach Cancer the beautiful rewards of giving, cheerfully guiding the inwardly timid, fearful Crabs toward the Sagittarian religion of truth. There shall be no more sadness and sighing… “for God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” But before God do that here’s an astrological warning for the Sagittarius: there’s always the possibility that he’ll say something that this extremely sensitive, imaginative lady could exaggerate or misinterpret, bringing on the Cancerian suspicion and trembling vulnerability to hurt.

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