Connecting Singles^® Forums100% Free Online Dating

This year is a differnt Chrismas for me. I lost a friend this last November (I think it was November) from cancer. He was only 27 and I knew him from school.
Now this last thursday I lost another friend because he had a stroke last Sunday on the 16th. He was totaly brain dead and he just passed away on the 20th. I was at a Christmas party when I found out. So I left the party to go see him because I might get another chance. About 1 hr after I left the hospital from visiting him, he passed away.
And my neighbor's mother just passed away last nite too. My mom and her friend knew the mother of my neighbor so they visited her on the 21st.
Now the weird thing is, she passed away that nite also. So within 24 hrs there were 2 deaths that I knew and my family knew. Now here is the strange part, they both passed away right after they were visited from us.

Since my friend passed away, I have been down. I am having a hard time.


I don't really have anyone to lean on. So if anyone has a shoulder that I can lean on, that would help.

Thanks.

I have never been in the direct path of a hurricane, Barbados has not had a direct hit since 1955, but there have been some close passes. It is simultaneously the most frightening and exhilarating of experiences to be caught in the storm.

I guess adrenaline doesn't care what triggers it, the feelings are the same and we name them fear or excitement to fit the moment!

Glad you are safe.

I'm living in the midday of my life.
The textures have all changed,
edges blurring from the careless
hand of time, a sloppy paintbrush
on the angles of my face, my form;
the stranger in the mirror
does not show the sparkle
burning in my spirit,
deep inside, untouched,
untainted by the waters
flowing deep beneath the bridges
I have crossed to get to here.
The subtle darkness in my hair
is overwhelmed by silver,
I have been crowned in moonlight
where darkest night once ruled;
as eyes that rival
limpid woodland pools,
a smoky peat all shot with gold,
are hidden under glass. So changed
still yet unchanging. I sit and wonder
where have I gone, when did I go away?
When did the “snap, pop, crackle”
in my joints become a stab of pain?
When did my fine young fury
become a gentle smile
just like those of adults
who did not understand?
The answer dances just ahead
of where I stand today and yet
it is not sadness makes me cry
it is the times I did not say
I love you. I shall no longer
waste my hours looking in the corners,
at the ground, instead of reaching
for the stars that are my birthright;
I shall stretch, shall set those joints
to creaking, embracing life and love
and living in my midday
with all my wild young heart.

Apollo kisses Night into submission,
the clouds all pink with pleasure
as they decorate the sky;
fragile flags that shift,
that ride the wind
making castles into mountains
into molehills; a never ending dance
of change, of transformation
as the moments all move forward
into day.









Good morning to you all!
Happy Sunday.

Why is it, that women over a certain age change so much. Before, they were happy go lucky, a good laugh and eager to enjoy life. There seams to come a time, when all this changes. They won’t speak to you unless you are wealthy or 10 tears younger than them.

I used to think this was a big problem, till I took the time to think about it. I think they are scared of their age and need either a toy boy, to make them feel good, or a rich man to give them security.

All this time. there are genuine men, looking and being snubbed. DO these women realise, that they will not always be attractive enough for the toy boy and the rich man can easily afford a younger model?

I would be interested in the views of both men and women.

Cheers

I need to throw a bit of a hissy fit!!

I've been on this site forever.

Things about me that guys might not like:
(1) I'm old
(2) I live in the middle of nowhere
(3) I have a job (my son) that affects my dating options
(4) I'm too skinny

Or is my breath??


Does anyone else have this problem?