....sometimes on here, including me, both men and women can be a little insensitive and in some cases vicious, except me..im just to the point.
it's not until you hear their stories ,you wish you had not been to straight.
Never underestimate what the person you are being a vicious f**ker to is, or has been through some very tough times and still healing or suffering...
Remember..there is always someone that's had it harder than you....
online today!
I left a note on his dresser
And my old wedding ring
With these few goodbye words
How can I sing
Goodbye old sleepy head
I am packing you in like I said
Take care of everything
I am leaving my wedding ring
Dont look for me
I will get ahead
Remember darling
Dont smoke in bed.
Two weeks ago I fond this song and the more I listen to it
is the more I like it.
I am at my dauthers house helping her to make this house reddy for this afternoon House warming party and bbq this evening.
My other dauther wilbe here as well so the family
wilbe togather once more also I,m going to meet new people today
But before all of this we are going to the market in Rotterdam I have not been there for a long time.
Well I wish you all a wood week-end
Walk good everyone..
The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege :)
Happy 7 days here and happy birthday to me hehehe..
simple wish Happiness and Good health of my family
I woke up at 1:30am today. I was screaming and I remembered that I took some poison in the dream, and I would die very soon. So I screamed and mum came to me,i told her that I was about to end . I mean I was still in my dream when she came to me. I wanted to tell her my things cos I thought I would die. I didn't realize it was a dream.
I've watched this many years ago and this always make my 10 year old son laugh...the sound of it is priceless.
Wowser! A few weeks back my brother Johnnie had another stroke. He's has several since then and he is in pretty bad shape. He's blind in one eye, confined to a wheel chair and the usual paralyzed side.
My sisters here in California are making plans to get back to Colorado if necessary. I will not be going back because I simply do not like to attend funerals because the inevitable looks very likely.
I know I have stated this many times but my family was very dysfunctional. Most of them were bullies and me being the youngest one I usually got the muck from them. It was not pleasant and for that reason I stayed away from them alot.
This brother used to call me all kinds of demeaning names. One was "snafu". He used to call me a "sissy" which in the late 40's was akin to being called a "fag". The irony of this bullying turned out to be against him as 2 of his son's were gay.
One day when I was 14 I bought a razor because I wanted to be cool and shave. He walked into the bathroom while I was "shaving" and he ridiculed me and said to me, "What are you shaving for. You'll never have a beard". Hah! I had the last laugh because I have a full beard something that my bully brother never had.
All of this has crossed my mind and I have been pondering it not to laugh or feel smug about anything but only to understand that in the last few years, and I mean about 3 or 4, we have finally made peace simply because they have mellowed out. My brother and sisters are not as mean and surly as they used to be. And now that we are old, me being the youngest I am 74, we are finally close.
I think alot about my brother and I just wish we had been better with each other.
Again, I am stating this just to get my thoughts in writing.
I have few skeletons stashed in my closet and I believe most of us do. I try hard not to think of them, always do my best to forget them but they're there and something would remind me of them from time to time. It's no longer a complete secret but I've hid them from people who are close to me. It never give me a good feeling, in fact it only make me feel guilty but for many good reasons I keep them hidden.
Well I do wonder from time to time whether I should take them to grave or set them free and leave them behind
Would you like to be buried with your secrets or would you tell on your deathbed?
A lovely weekend to all of you