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I have much clearer feeling about love. Love means responsibility. I love my daughter,if there are good food, I could watch her finish most parts until full, I could work day and night to make sure that she will have a nice start in life, a good education for her future.

If some guy who loves me,I want us love and cherish each other. That is a good way to take care of love, and the love also enrich our life.

Love is not a easy word,are you ready for it?

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.

Has anyone seen or talked to the Catman?

I have not been here on blogs for a while, but would like to say happy Thanksgiving to all in the states.. And to all my family around the world on blogs,,hope you have a great day and may GOD bless you and family

I WAS IN THE PARLIMENT -ON A TOUR - & I COULD NOT HELP BUT NOTICED THAT DESPITE OUR "PRESENT TROUBLED - TIMES " THIS ENTIRE BUILDING SYMBOLIZES THE VERRY "HEART "OF ALL MY "DEAREST -BELIEFS" & I MEAN "MAGICK" ALL OVER THIS CASTLE THERE ARE ENGRAVINGS & STATUES OF "ELEMENTALS " COMING TOGETHER -WITCH MEANS THAT AT SOME POINT IN HISTORY ALL OUR GOVERNMENTS & COUNTRIES & RELIGEONS MADE A "COMMUNION" -WITH THE" ELEMENTAL " FAMILY-FACULTIES " OF THE "EARTH" !!! I LIKE THAT - I WISH WE AS A PEOPLE OF "EARTH" WOULD LIVE & EXIST IN A MANNER "CONSISTANT" WITH THE "HEART" OF THIS "COMMUNION-WITH THE ELEMENTALS" !

first let me say i hope all is in great health .. hope i will not be a stranger here after my long absence .

i have missed out on some juicy bits but i do hope i can catch up .

been away but i have never forgotten the circle of wonderful friends on here ..


a lot has happened since i was last on blogland .

but am keeping it real..

cheers everyone

My husband was a man, that I may say, every woman would want. We met during college days. He is my only BF and me as his only GF. We did broke up coulpe of times, as me, as the most dearest daughter in the family, parents wanted the best for me. My mother wanted a man wearing a necktie for me. Which is very opposite to my BF which is a rugged type man. After graduation in college, took the licensure exam and immediately I started to work. Without preparing for a couple's life, me and my BF lived in without marriage as my parents never want me to marry him. I got pregnant and got married two months after I delivered our first baby. We really was like love birds . His job, was sailing and sailing for 9 months and went home for 3 months. Everytime he's home I used to organized his suitcase. We were on our 3rd year, when I found a letter from a woman, the heading...Dearest....at the bottom I love you ". My tears started to drop and profusely flowing. I cried because when I tried to assessed myself, I could be counted as the best wife. All I did was loved him, became stubhorn , fighting for our love.
When he came home and saw me crying, he asked what's wrong. I replied nothing, I just felt like crying...

In myself, if I would asked whose that woman, and he would reply, that he loved her, and she is beautiful than me.. I would lost him. And I loved him that much and could not afford to lose him. He got mad telling me, to shout at him, or anything I would do, just to tell him what was wrong. But I just hugged him. I kept that pain the whole time of our marriage. I told myself, I will never allow no one to take away my husband from me. And yes i kept that promise ...
So I guess, keeping the pain, works to keep the relationship in place...

This wasnt common at all in my generation very rare myself as a example by Jr high it was a miserable era bullied sometimes everyday beat up or threatened,in wasnt so smart then depression was the root of my failing grades throughout and zero emotional support by family was zero yet I kept trying had alot of hobbies and outdoor sports I later dropped out of high school the dean wouldn't allow me half day classes for employment so I went to night school till I was legal age to quite and continued many years working at least till the early 1980s economy went bad then back for a ged and tec schooling ,as for the kids nowadays I think perhaps there pushed into more maturity of stress then they can handle and no emotional support when it's needed as in bullying

I so like the idea of a dinner just for giving thanks - been invited to a few in Scotland by an American family living a long long way from home and it was great - amazing food (marshmallow yams????) best turkey dressing ever and pumpkin pie simply shouldn't taste that good but finding the positives in a life when we all moan about our problems was the best part.

Whether you have your slice of pumpkin pie on your own in front of the telly, or are driven slightly nuts by hordes of relatives you only see once a year, have a good one. This is a great tradition and the best way to see out Scorpio season

Carrots and Peas, anyone?

Last weekend I attended a very interesting and very wonderful Indian wedding. A friend of mine. She's my former doctor and we've become good friends. She moved out of the area and went to a different hospital. We maintained a very good friendship and on her most awaited occasion, she tied the knot to a fellow doctor who's born here but observe a very strong traditional Indian values.

The food, music, decorations, but most of all the rituals involved, all took time for preparation and voila a most memorable ocassion that was relished by everyone who witnessed that lovely day.

I'm a Filipino and we do have similarities in the affair if we follow the old wedding rituals.

From beginning to end it takes about 3 to a year preparation.

The most interesting is first of all, we don't marry for love. It's pre arranged by our parents and elders. On the first stage, the broom party makes the proposal, in a formal called out meeting. Discussion about how many will be paid as demanded by the bride to be family. It originally entails from asking them how to provide a land, an animal for farming and money to start a life. A payment for the parents who raised her and if grandparents are involved, them, too.

Anyways it's a very time consuming and very grueling mostly for the groom's family because if the demands are not met, then no wedding.

Meantime the couple to be can't even see or talk to each other.

Anyways a very colorful and interesting part of the old tradition.

My sister went through this. They were married forever until my brother in law passed away 5 years ago.

I moved to the US and of course married my husband for love. Divorced after 30 lovely years with four wonderful children.

It'd be nice to share your stories if you experienced a very interesting, at times strange tradional wedding.

Thanks all for your read and or comments.

Happy weekend everyone.