I just recieved mail from catchy,she said thanks but this is all new to her,but for us to enjoy ourselves,told her anytime she is up to it,drop on by......
You get alot of rain over where you live,but if weather is permitted,purchase a picnic basket and fill it with her most favorite treats and take her to a place that is special to you,with a few small surprises along the way.
Suggestions,
blind fold her for a taste test,
send a message in a bottle,
treat her to a personal massage,with hot oil and good song,
How come is sorta something like why,a question I never ask.
Suppose though that becuase although I have loved,being in love is what marriage is to me,and bad timing and the wrong situations just nver permitted to wed the one I was in love with......
I"ve never been married,but have done the so called common law arrangment,and to me its important to get beck in touch with who I was before I became "we",to live,learn and feel.
However I give trust to all who enter my space until proven else wise......
When Steve posted that thread so long ago it was a place that even if we were busy,or had many things going on with us,we could always make a "brief" appearence,even if just to say "hello".
My mother and her mother exchanged words,and my mother wasting,and as her daughter I wrote my nanny a letter calling her all kinds of things,including the fact I was deleting her from mine and my sons life,and I stuck to it,never taking her calls,sending back all gifts that came are way,etc.And we where for my whole life extremly close,closer then what her and my mother had ever been.
I can't recall how long later,maybe a year or more later,I recieved call that she had a aneruism burst in her brain and was in a coma.
I got to the out of town hospital as fast as I could to make my peace,and upon my entry the words to Seasons In The Sun just came from my mouth,I had no control,and can't even tell you why,they just did.When the song was through I walk close to her bedside,held her had,kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear that I was sorry for the words I had spoken.My tears just flowed as I stared at her lifeless body,and I said what I had to and slowly walk out the door,taking a quick glance before exiting the door,I thought I heard a sing,who know's.
I went back home and was uneasy with my good-bye,and my mother who is/was not so strong was alone in a small town,so I went back up and stayed.During my time there I read to her,washed her face,kept her feet cool and out of the blanket,she hated being over heated,and I brushed her hair,but the phone to her ear to talk to her sisters who where far away,and I made my peace in those final days.
She squeezed my hand in those final days,her way of telling me she forgave me.
I now do my best to think very hard and long before I think......
RE: Did You Just Get Flowered?
I just recieved mail from catchy,she said thanks but this is all new to her,but for us to enjoy ourselves,told her anytime she is up to it,drop on by......