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This is a wonderful story of true love!
This is a wonderful story of true love. Enjoy!
Shmily
My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word "shmily" in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving "shmily" around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more. They dragged "shmily" with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring. "Shmily" was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave "shmily" on the very last sheet.
There was no end to the places "shmily" would pop up. Little notes with "shmily" scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. "Shmily" was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace.
This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents' house as the furniture. It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grand-parents' game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love-one that is pure and enduring. However, I never doubted my grandparents' relationship. They had love down pat.It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection which not everyone is lucky to experience. Grandma and Grandpa hold hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen.
They finished each other's sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble..
My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew "how to pick 'em."
Before every meal they bowed their heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other. But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents' life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with her every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that way so that she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside. Now the cancer was again attacking her body.
With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand, they went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa would go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife.
Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone. "Shmily." It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother's funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother's casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and grief, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby. Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew that, although I couldn't begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.
By Laura Jeanne Allen
Shmily
My grandparents were married for over half a century, and played their own special game from the time they had met each other. The goal of their game was to write the word "shmily" in a surprise place for the other to find. They took turns leaving "shmily" around the house, and as soon as one of them discovered it, it was their turn to hide it once more. They dragged "shmily" with their fingers through the sugar and flour containers to await whoever was preparing the next meal. They smeared it in the dew on the windows overlooking the patio where my grandma always fed us warm, homemade pudding with blue food coloring. "Shmily" was written in the steam left on the mirror after a hot shower, where it would reappear bath after bath. At one point, my grandmother even unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper to leave "shmily" on the very last sheet.
There was no end to the places "shmily" would pop up. Little notes with "shmily" scribbled hurriedly were found on dashboards and car seats, or taped to steering wheels. The notes were stuffed inside shoes and left under pillows. "Shmily" was written in the dust upon the mantel and traced in the ashes of the fireplace.
This mysterious word was as much a part of my grandparents' house as the furniture. It took me a long time before I was able to fully appreciate my grand-parents' game. Skepticism has kept me from believing in true love-one that is pure and enduring. However, I never doubted my grandparents' relationship. They had love down pat.It was more than their flirtatious little games; it was a way of life. Their relationship was based on a devotion and passionate affection which not everyone is lucky to experience. Grandma and Grandpa hold hands every chance they could. They stole kisses as they bumped into each other in their tiny kitchen.
They finished each other's sentences and shared the daily crossword puzzle and word jumble..
My grandma whispered to me about how cute my grandpa was, how handsome and old he had grown to be. She claimed that she really knew "how to pick 'em."
Before every meal they bowed their heads and gave thanks, marveling at their blessings: a wonderful family, good fortune, and each other. But there was a dark cloud in my grandparents' life: my grandmother had breast cancer. The disease had first appeared ten years earlier. As always, Grandpa was with her every step of the way. He comforted her in their yellow room, painted that way so that she could always be surrounded by sunshine, even when she was too sick to go outside. Now the cancer was again attacking her body.
With the help of a cane and my grandfather's steady hand, they went to church every morning. But my grandmother grew steadily weaker until, finally, she could not leave the house anymore. For a while, Grandpa would go to church alone, praying to God to watch over his wife.
Then one day, what we all dreaded finally happened. Grandma was gone. "Shmily." It was scrawled in yellow on the pink ribbons of my grandmother's funeral bouquet. As the crowd thinned and the last mourners turned to leave, my aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members came forward and gathered around Grandma one last time. Grandpa stepped up to my grandmother's casket and, taking a shaky breath, he began to sing to her. Through his tears and grief, the song came, a deep and throaty lullaby. Shaking with my own sorrow, I will never forget that moment. For I knew that, although I couldn't begin to fathom the depth of their love, I had been privileged to witness its unmatched beauty.
S-h-m-i-l-y: See How Much I Love You.
By Laura Jeanne Allen
i m seeking a single girl or woman for friendship
hi gales,i m shahid,30 years male,a lawyer in criminology(murder trials) i m seeking a nice,king,loving,caring girl or single woman of any age for marriage or long relations.i m loving,caring,kind,having good sense of humour and craz for Chess game,fishing,hunting
GOATEE'S BOTTOM LINE OF THE DAY :)
John 6:23 Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, because great is your reward in heaven, for this how they treated their fathers treated the prophets.
John 16:8 When He comes , He will convict the world of guilt regard to sin and righteousness and judgement.
John 7:6 Therefore Jesus told them,"The right time for me has not come; for you any time is right. The world cannot hate you, but it hates me because I testify what it does is evil.
This devotion is for why am I persecuted why do people give me a hard time and the reasons behind it. Great is your reward Jesus said there in John 6:23 for that is how they treated the prophets before you.
OK those guys where lead and filled with the Spirit of God. That is the reason for persecution haters of the light basically. Ok why do people run from the light??? Says there in John 16:8 The Spirit convicts the world of sin, really in reality the Spirit of God reveals how horrible we really are. The Lord reveals things everyday about myself but without seeing things I can't grow or be any use to the Lord. Ok there in John 7:6 Jesus said before the Spirit fell on the disciples basically the Spirit hadn't feel on them. Jesus was God and preached boldly in parables and direct the reality's of God and judgement. Sigh you have two spiritual forces. You have the Spirit of God and you have the demonic forces opposes the Lord and salvation plan. Really satan only has power over those who give him power you people who don't follow the Lord give him <<<satan power ends there. It's like rejecting peace and love and serving hate and suffering that's what defines satan. Satan is a defeated moron but this world gives him so much power world of fools. It's like elected Hilter to the foundation of your soul kinda bad choice there buddy. If you are in Christ a Spirit filled vessel let them say whatever. they are hating Him persecuted Him rejecting Him condemning themselves ends there. Anyone not in Christ will mock you persecute you for one reason they can't understand you<<< and when people can't understand something well you get crap. When made fun of rejected as evil keep in your mind. They have made up some false right and wrong became their own gods and stand condemned. Haters of the Light<<<Spirit of Truth)))) ends there.
God sense 101
John 16:8 When He comes , He will convict the world of guilt regard to sin and righteousness and judgement.
John 7:6 Therefore Jesus told them,"The right time for me has not come; for you any time is right. The world cannot hate you, but it hates me because I testify what it does is evil.
This devotion is for why am I persecuted why do people give me a hard time and the reasons behind it. Great is your reward Jesus said there in John 6:23 for that is how they treated the prophets before you.
OK those guys where lead and filled with the Spirit of God. That is the reason for persecution haters of the light basically. Ok why do people run from the light??? Says there in John 16:8 The Spirit convicts the world of sin, really in reality the Spirit of God reveals how horrible we really are. The Lord reveals things everyday about myself but without seeing things I can't grow or be any use to the Lord. Ok there in John 7:6 Jesus said before the Spirit fell on the disciples basically the Spirit hadn't feel on them. Jesus was God and preached boldly in parables and direct the reality's of God and judgement. Sigh you have two spiritual forces. You have the Spirit of God and you have the demonic forces opposes the Lord and salvation plan. Really satan only has power over those who give him power you people who don't follow the Lord give him <<<satan power ends there. It's like rejecting peace and love and serving hate and suffering that's what defines satan. Satan is a defeated moron but this world gives him so much power world of fools. It's like elected Hilter to the foundation of your soul kinda bad choice there buddy. If you are in Christ a Spirit filled vessel let them say whatever. they are hating Him persecuted Him rejecting Him condemning themselves ends there. Anyone not in Christ will mock you persecute you for one reason they can't understand you<<< and when people can't understand something well you get crap. When made fun of rejected as evil keep in your mind. They have made up some false right and wrong became their own gods and stand condemned. Haters of the Light<<<Spirit of Truth)))) ends there.
God sense 101
undecided
I keep thinking about writing then changing my mind. That usually means I have something that I don't want to look at yet - a secret I am keeping from me.
When i went to the osteopth this week my shoulder was worse.Hot and inflamed again, hard to lift without pain which makes getting dressed a real chore when it comes to armholes or sleeves, at some point the arm wants to go UP if just to help the other hand in its struggles.
We went through 'how could this happen?' and settled on sleeping awkwardly.l Then this morning I was getting ready to go down stairs and realised i was hanging everything I wanted to carry on the LEFT arm so I could hold the railing with my right hand and keep my balance.
Because the left arm has little sensation but can lock rock steady and strong, I positively load it with stuff probably practically pulling the shoulder out of its socket and giving major insult to the badly bruised tendon! So back to the sling and arnica nd ice,
At the blood test this week they had tp take blood twice as they filled a vial with the wrong coloured top but it actually worked in my favour becaue they also needed me to have areview by the md and i was able to say I had a dentist's appointment and as they had messed up they put me in quickly so I could make my appointment
So Dr. B ordered x-rays of my lungs to see how things are going which shou;ld be good news but I have discovered that future events all open the door to fear and those annoying what ifs that do not serve us well...which is probably what I was avoiding looking at because I have also noticed that fear dissolves when I look at it straight on but it fights like hell to keep me from looking.
When I was first diagnosed and everyone was freaking out, all I could think ws but nothing is any different.The only thing that has changed is that we know. Which is a good thing because now I can work to fix it. So I am holding that thought...the x ray will only offer information that will guide the rest of my healing and that is its purpose.
And I am allowed to be scared because these are scary things, I can sleep with the light on again for a few nights but scary has never stopped me before and will not now.
He also ordered a cat scan of my brain which is less traumatic because my left side is still on holiday so I already know the nerves are still blocked, but despite that I am walking more easilyand it is not just that I have been practising...it means communications are improving so life continues as usual, rough and smooth. All I have to do is live it.
When i went to the osteopth this week my shoulder was worse.Hot and inflamed again, hard to lift without pain which makes getting dressed a real chore when it comes to armholes or sleeves, at some point the arm wants to go UP if just to help the other hand in its struggles.
We went through 'how could this happen?' and settled on sleeping awkwardly.l Then this morning I was getting ready to go down stairs and realised i was hanging everything I wanted to carry on the LEFT arm so I could hold the railing with my right hand and keep my balance.
Because the left arm has little sensation but can lock rock steady and strong, I positively load it with stuff probably practically pulling the shoulder out of its socket and giving major insult to the badly bruised tendon! So back to the sling and arnica nd ice,
At the blood test this week they had tp take blood twice as they filled a vial with the wrong coloured top but it actually worked in my favour becaue they also needed me to have areview by the md and i was able to say I had a dentist's appointment and as they had messed up they put me in quickly so I could make my appointment
So Dr. B ordered x-rays of my lungs to see how things are going which shou;ld be good news but I have discovered that future events all open the door to fear and those annoying what ifs that do not serve us well...which is probably what I was avoiding looking at because I have also noticed that fear dissolves when I look at it straight on but it fights like hell to keep me from looking.
When I was first diagnosed and everyone was freaking out, all I could think ws but nothing is any different.The only thing that has changed is that we know. Which is a good thing because now I can work to fix it. So I am holding that thought...the x ray will only offer information that will guide the rest of my healing and that is its purpose.
And I am allowed to be scared because these are scary things, I can sleep with the light on again for a few nights but scary has never stopped me before and will not now.
He also ordered a cat scan of my brain which is less traumatic because my left side is still on holiday so I already know the nerves are still blocked, but despite that I am walking more easilyand it is not just that I have been practising...it means communications are improving so life continues as usual, rough and smooth. All I have to do is live it.
25th CENTURY (34)
-Konstantin, how are different Man and Woman?
-Both should reach God, but each in its own way, with his role. Role of Women is motherhood, mast born children, many children. When a woman is in pregnancy, cells from the fetus going into various organs of the mother, and are able to live up to a decade. What we understand from this? That with every pregnancy a woman wins health, and that the nature doing it in order to ensure the child grows enough, to stand, to be able to cope alone. So when a woman has one child, her love is limited to that. But when she have 10 children learn to share her love in ten, not obstacles to love 15 and 20, grows, loves all Children, it is possible to love and offer to humanity.
The role of Man is to 'understand'. The more 'understand' he has, the more high rises spiritually and it is possible to love and offer to humanity.
-I see, said Alexander smiling. That is why there were no so many women philosophers, according to their role each child is a corresponding powerful 'understand' of man.
-Right.
-And if they do not have children? Or have few kids?
-Then she will use the path of 'understand'.
-Have difference in love?
-Man loves in woman her femininity, her beauty. Suffice it to see and fall in love. The woman loves in man his courage, of the momentum. It is not enough to see, she have to listen, to understand his courage.
-How they lost love?
-The love making humans happy, even the biggest problems and disease resistant when they are in love. Compared with the happiness that can be felt when 'understands'. The worst thing is, that love for a man soon ends but love for 'understand' is permanent. According to survey results, the passionate love between couples lasts no more than two years. No more than two years! Nature does not want more for the job. If there is no child at this time, makes you want to finish, another love might give child. And most marriages are holding 7 years, not because the couple is in love, but because there is a need to grow a little child. For millennia this was done. The child lived with parents until that age and then belonged to the tribe. This is still in our brains. They lost love for different reasons. As the woman retains her femininity and beauty, the man is in love with her. For the woman is otherwise. Suppose she loves a man with courage level A. She is in love, she experienced, is over. The man is, if he wants her, have rise courage’s level. So she loved him and in level B. She experienced, she wants him bolder, bolder ... ... God wants to love. God wants to reach.
-Both should reach God, but each in its own way, with his role. Role of Women is motherhood, mast born children, many children. When a woman is in pregnancy, cells from the fetus going into various organs of the mother, and are able to live up to a decade. What we understand from this? That with every pregnancy a woman wins health, and that the nature doing it in order to ensure the child grows enough, to stand, to be able to cope alone. So when a woman has one child, her love is limited to that. But when she have 10 children learn to share her love in ten, not obstacles to love 15 and 20, grows, loves all Children, it is possible to love and offer to humanity.
The role of Man is to 'understand'. The more 'understand' he has, the more high rises spiritually and it is possible to love and offer to humanity.
-I see, said Alexander smiling. That is why there were no so many women philosophers, according to their role each child is a corresponding powerful 'understand' of man.
-Right.
-And if they do not have children? Or have few kids?
-Then she will use the path of 'understand'.
-Have difference in love?
-Man loves in woman her femininity, her beauty. Suffice it to see and fall in love. The woman loves in man his courage, of the momentum. It is not enough to see, she have to listen, to understand his courage.
-How they lost love?
-The love making humans happy, even the biggest problems and disease resistant when they are in love. Compared with the happiness that can be felt when 'understands'. The worst thing is, that love for a man soon ends but love for 'understand' is permanent. According to survey results, the passionate love between couples lasts no more than two years. No more than two years! Nature does not want more for the job. If there is no child at this time, makes you want to finish, another love might give child. And most marriages are holding 7 years, not because the couple is in love, but because there is a need to grow a little child. For millennia this was done. The child lived with parents until that age and then belonged to the tribe. This is still in our brains. They lost love for different reasons. As the woman retains her femininity and beauty, the man is in love with her. For the woman is otherwise. Suppose she loves a man with courage level A. She is in love, she experienced, is over. The man is, if he wants her, have rise courage’s level. So she loved him and in level B. She experienced, she wants him bolder, bolder ... ... God wants to love. God wants to reach.
Trading My Sorrows
I believe in God.
A friend once told me, God is ABLE. Isn’t it amazing to know that there is someone towhom we can cry out? Isn’t it so nice to have someone take care of everything for us?
Lucky. One word to describe what we are.
I tried to run away from God. I tried to do things on my own. I didn’t want His help because I felt at the time He was making things worse. I asked Him to protect me one fateful day. I thought He didn’t.I was so jaded that I couldn’t see. I was so angry that I didn’t want to listen. I rambled on and on about how things were going great only to be taken away in a snap. No warnings. Or were there but was i just too deaf to hear?
I chose to stay away from church. I almost allowed myself to be swallowed by hatred. I couldn’t bear people reminding me how God is so good. In my heart, i know this to be true but it was clouded over by anger, remorse, selfishness.
One month.Rant.ramble.rant.ramble.rant.
I cried out and even tried to force Him to answer my prayers. I bargained. I threatened. How ridiculous all these seem now.
I grew tired and told Him, Your will be done.Amazingly, a burden was lifted.
Funny how we have to subject ourselves to serious humiliation infront of God only to be reminded later on that we can’t do things on our own.
He’s saying when we stumble, we should dust ourselves off, stand up, open the eyes of our hearts and believe Him because we have a lot of people who need to hear the good news.
Another thing that’s so amazing is that He has the patience to endure all our complaints, listen to us, cry with all of us when He can very well live without us. It reminds me of a line in a song that goes “you put the stars in the sky and You know them by name” If He knows the names of the stars, how can He not know us? The very creation that was made in His image and likeness?
I am so overwhelmed by the magnitude of Hisglory. I’m trading my sorrows for the joy of the Lord.I pray not be to be rid of this ‘high’ for my God. He’s going to amaze me and it will come to me in a big bang! I just know it.
I’m keeping that extra dose of faith in the core my heart.
A friend once told me, God is ABLE. Isn’t it amazing to know that there is someone towhom we can cry out? Isn’t it so nice to have someone take care of everything for us?
Lucky. One word to describe what we are.
I tried to run away from God. I tried to do things on my own. I didn’t want His help because I felt at the time He was making things worse. I asked Him to protect me one fateful day. I thought He didn’t.I was so jaded that I couldn’t see. I was so angry that I didn’t want to listen. I rambled on and on about how things were going great only to be taken away in a snap. No warnings. Or were there but was i just too deaf to hear?
I chose to stay away from church. I almost allowed myself to be swallowed by hatred. I couldn’t bear people reminding me how God is so good. In my heart, i know this to be true but it was clouded over by anger, remorse, selfishness.
One month.Rant.ramble.rant.ramble.rant.
I cried out and even tried to force Him to answer my prayers. I bargained. I threatened. How ridiculous all these seem now.
I grew tired and told Him, Your will be done.Amazingly, a burden was lifted.
Funny how we have to subject ourselves to serious humiliation infront of God only to be reminded later on that we can’t do things on our own.
He’s saying when we stumble, we should dust ourselves off, stand up, open the eyes of our hearts and believe Him because we have a lot of people who need to hear the good news.
Another thing that’s so amazing is that He has the patience to endure all our complaints, listen to us, cry with all of us when He can very well live without us. It reminds me of a line in a song that goes “you put the stars in the sky and You know them by name” If He knows the names of the stars, how can He not know us? The very creation that was made in His image and likeness?
I am so overwhelmed by the magnitude of Hisglory. I’m trading my sorrows for the joy of the Lord.I pray not be to be rid of this ‘high’ for my God. He’s going to amaze me and it will come to me in a big bang! I just know it.
I’m keeping that extra dose of faith in the core my heart.
The power of music
I listen to a lot of music, indeed my house is wired up to a powerfull sound system. It never ceases to fascinate me how everyone has a "special song", a song that is connected to a time, a place or (more likely) a person. Behind every man or woman is a person with their special song. Many things hold memories for us, like touch, sight or smell. But music, for me, is the golden key to staying connected to people, to times in my life which are emotion-filled. Its 06:50 here in Galway, on with the music, into the shower and up I get for another day. Good morning.
Searching for something...
I'm chessy, I love if someone knows just what to say.
I have a big heart which is why people call me Kurse, I love the world..
I want a friend and start something real slow, eventually a realationship. Im just a little nervous so bare with me if its ment to be it will be...
I had two serious realationships that didn't work out and I put two years of my time into each of them to just get walked over and used, I can't say I didnt get anything good out of them cause that would be a lie. I am thankful for the person I am today.
Everyone thinks if I move on and date I'll be more successful in what I want to do, I don't think I could live my life to the fullest without sharing the great things with someone. However I need a man that wants to share the good with me too.
I can be shallow when talking to a guy thats cute to my standards, but its really not whats on the inside that matters, once the hearts in the right place everything can be beautiful.
I have trust issues... any wall can be pushed down. (hell did you see the twin towers?) lol
My man would have to have a job and not rely on me to take care of everything all the time, even though I do tend to wear the pants.
I love football steelers, etc....
and I wanna go dancing, I want to go do things everything... alot of things, im not going to live forever so lets make the time we have great!
And like any girl I want a fairytale... I said I was cheesy. :) :)
I have a big heart which is why people call me Kurse, I love the world..
I want a friend and start something real slow, eventually a realationship. Im just a little nervous so bare with me if its ment to be it will be...
I had two serious realationships that didn't work out and I put two years of my time into each of them to just get walked over and used, I can't say I didnt get anything good out of them cause that would be a lie. I am thankful for the person I am today.
Everyone thinks if I move on and date I'll be more successful in what I want to do, I don't think I could live my life to the fullest without sharing the great things with someone. However I need a man that wants to share the good with me too.
I can be shallow when talking to a guy thats cute to my standards, but its really not whats on the inside that matters, once the hearts in the right place everything can be beautiful.
I have trust issues... any wall can be pushed down. (hell did you see the twin towers?) lol
My man would have to have a job and not rely on me to take care of everything all the time, even though I do tend to wear the pants.
I love football steelers, etc....
and I wanna go dancing, I want to go do things everything... alot of things, im not going to live forever so lets make the time we have great!
And like any girl I want a fairytale... I said I was cheesy. :) :)
Yes yes I do have a life.
So apparently there are some misconceptions to my world. I decided to clear them up with my first blog.
I am single, divorced, no kids.
I have two dogs, one cat, and they might as well be like my kids.
I do not own a car. Why? Because I can't afford a $600 payment (the car, insurance, and upkeep) not to mention the $4 gallon gas and the fact I never use the thing. How do I "get the things I need". Well, groceries are deleivered every other Friday. I live less than a mile from the store, bank, and anything else I need including a really awesome deli and steak house.
I work from home. I don't just say that I actually do work. 12 hour or longer days 5-6 days a week. I'm very proud of myself and what I have accomplished in that respect.
I am in college and in a week I will be starting a tax preparer course.
I am spiritual and I have set beliefs in regards to religion.
I am open about my views and opinions but I know when to shut my mouth. There's ALWAYS a time and place.
I'm like everyone else. I just want my bills paid, my degree, a good life (not great or grand just good), and a really awesome guy to share it with. That guy that regardless of how bad my day has been or his day has been we can still make each other happy.
I am single, divorced, no kids.
I have two dogs, one cat, and they might as well be like my kids.
I do not own a car. Why? Because I can't afford a $600 payment (the car, insurance, and upkeep) not to mention the $4 gallon gas and the fact I never use the thing. How do I "get the things I need". Well, groceries are deleivered every other Friday. I live less than a mile from the store, bank, and anything else I need including a really awesome deli and steak house.
I work from home. I don't just say that I actually do work. 12 hour or longer days 5-6 days a week. I'm very proud of myself and what I have accomplished in that respect.
I am in college and in a week I will be starting a tax preparer course.
I am spiritual and I have set beliefs in regards to religion.
I am open about my views and opinions but I know when to shut my mouth. There's ALWAYS a time and place.
I'm like everyone else. I just want my bills paid, my degree, a good life (not great or grand just good), and a really awesome guy to share it with. That guy that regardless of how bad my day has been or his day has been we can still make each other happy.
I have stopped
Looking for that person, the one that will make me feel fulfilled, happy, complete; why, simple really I found them, its me and me alonge can give me these things, no one else and its wrong to ask someone to give you the impossible. Asking someone else to give you these things is setting up a relationship to fail, sooner or later, you will be disatisfied either 'cos you didnt get what you wanted, or because you are settleing for less than you need in your life.
Now I am happy, content and whole, and I don't need a relationship. Why stay here, pure and simple networking, chatting, penpals, meeting folk and having fun.
Now I am happy, content and whole, and I don't need a relationship. Why stay here, pure and simple networking, chatting, penpals, meeting folk and having fun.
A Blog is a journal you may enter about your life, your thoughts, interesting experiences, or lessons you have learned. It's your own page on Connecting Singles that you can update on a regular basis, or just whenever you have something to say. You can write about an opinion, impart words of wisdom, or talk about something interesting in your day. Creating a blog is a good way to share something of yourself with Connecting Singles members. Reading blogs is a good way to learn more about members you have met here. Please be sure to read the blog rules before posting.
Would YOU like to post a blog on Connecting Singles? Have you written blogs that you'd like to share with other members? Posting your blogs shows your skill and creativity and helps members get to know you better. Your blog will appear on the Connecting Singles Blogs page and also in a link on your profile page. Click here to post a blog »