Wanna' know a secret? I looked it up after I mistakenly corrected you because it didn't look right to me, but by that time you'd already replied and I didn't wanna' jinx either of us.
I would guess it would depend upon how/where one was raised. Speaking only from my own experience, it would seem that men can be both moral and strong as well as gentle and kind without sacrificing anything. It's a matter of what's inside a man's makeup that determines how and/or if he will bend to external forces. i,e, the "demands of a woman."
By the same token, I'm more inclined to believe that when a woman's morals go downhill, she is less likely to retain power.
Again, all this is JMHO and is based solely upon my own experience with two strong and gentle and highly moral parents and the examples they set for their sons. I guess it has been inherent that my morals are my own and remain so no matter the circumstances.
Thanks again, everyone! We're just back from a good meal at a great little restaurant that Jackson's family has been going to since she was a young girl.
Took the long way home and drove down some lovely winding country roads that are so reminiscent of our lives together: Uphill and down, virtually never a flat spot and even more beautiful for each curve we come around that leads us closer to home.
Ever wondered if sites like this work? Well, I can't speak for all the rest, but this one certainly does.
A little over 3 1/2 years ago, I started corresponding with a lovely southern lady here on CS called "Jackson." After a week, the notes turned to phone calls and, after a month, the calls turned to visits. It only took two visits to know that I'd never be happy until I exchanged the high plains of Western Kansas for the hills of East Tennessee.
Three years ago today we exchanged the vows that solidified our love and commitment to each other and gave proof to fairy tale romances.
She is everything to me and I thank God and CS every day of my life for bringing us together.
CS works and fairy tales and miracles do indeed happen... We're living proof!
First off, I hope that I am never in that situation. I don't even want to be 'filthy rich' or even 'moderately well off' because I'm sure that I'd end up giving most of it away and I'd just soon not be faced with the decision of who to give it to.
I know from my own experience that money cannot buy happiness. I also know that as long as I am able to work an honest day for an honest wage I will always have enough no matter what life throws at me. I've lived in homes that would qualify as mansions and I've lived in a one room shack and found that true wealth isn't about how much have so much as how little you need.
I'll let the world keep its money, I'm already as rich as I need to be.
...When I moved to East Tennessee a little over three years ago, it was because I took a chance and dared to dream that I had indeed finally found the other half of my soul. It never occurred to me that I would also find a brother. But after much introspection and review I now realize that it was inevitable - kinsmen will always recognize each other and eventually come together again no matter how many battles they've fought or how many lifetimes have separated them. And they will find a shelter of sorts in their comradeship.
The truly lucky ones will also find shelter in a different place. The following song is dedicated to four such individuals who make up two inexplicably and irretrievably intertwined success stories on this wonderful site.
Here's to you'uns and us'un! (But mostly you'uns!)
I was indeed supposed to be, but I don't own a tractor and had been informed that things weren't ready. As to the other - Much as I enjoy catching your fish with my Blue Fox spinners, being terminally broke, I was hoping to combine trips to cut down on expenses.
I've never had A face you'd notice The world never took Much notice of me I've never been Good at conversation, I was too busy tripping on My own feet
I've never had Grand illusions Love was always For someone else, But in world Of so few surprises There's still a few Surprises left...
Ain't it amazing That miracles happen Ain't it amazing You can still find your dreams Ain't it amazing That it all comes true When someone like you Can happen to someone like me?
So hold me now Warm beside you. Let me stay Forever near Sometimes I think I'm only dreaming hen I wake up And you're still here...
Ain't it amazing That miracles happen Ain't it amazing You can still find your dreams Ain't it amazing That it all comes true When someone like you Can happen to someone like me?
"This then is the true measure of love: When we believe that we alone can love, that no one has ever loved this way before us and no one will ever love this way again after us."
I have forgotten the originator of the above quote (although it flows like Emerson). The main point is that it is entirely, spectacularly true.
"Only two phrases are really needed in any language: 'I am hungry' and 'I love you.' Of these, the latter is the most important for if you tell a woman you love her, she will surely feed you." ~ Louis L'Amour
RE: Funny Cat....
Cat lover, here. Thanks for the smiles! (And the chuckles and the belly laughs and the outright rolling guffaws!)