Been there done that and it's nothing I'd wish to go through again.I thought I'd never be able to survive through it but I did.I learned to turn the page and move on.He was gone and there was nothing I could do about it.I grieved for quite sometime but have since moved on with my life and think he would've wanted me to.
Another what? Because I don't go around telling people on here who are either married or in a relationship that they shouldn't post here.It's really none of my business.
I don't feel I have the right to make that decision for them .It's not my site.
When I self appoint myself mod then I'll be able to tell others where,how and what to post and who they post to.And whether or not they're in a relationship or not.
When I first began using a computer for the very first time I clicked on the wrong thing and then had to have my computer reformated.Had to back all my favorites etc on a disk and reload everything over.That taught me a big lesson to never ever click on something that I'm not sure of.
Rain-in-the-Face (Lakota: Ité Omágažu (in Standard Lakota Orthography) (c. 1835 – September 15, 1905) was a warchief of the Lakota tribe of Native Americans. His mother was a Dakota related to the band of famous Chief Inkpaduta. He was among the Indian leaders who defeated George Armstrong Custer and the U.S. 7th Cavalry Regiment at the 1876 Battle of Little Big Horn.
Born in the Dakota Territory near the forks of the Cheyenne River about 1835, Rain-in-the-Face was from the Hunkpapa band within the Lakota nation. His name may have been a result of a fight when he was a boy in which his face was splattered like rain with his Cheyenne adversary's blood. Late in his life, the chief related that the name was reinforced by an incident when he was a young man where he was in a battle in a heavy rainstorm with a band of Gros Ventres. At the end of the lengthy combat, his face was streaked with war paint.
He first fought against the whites in the summer of 1866 when he participated in a raid against Fort Totten in what is now North Dakota. In 1868, he again fought the U.S. Army in the Fetterman massacre near Fort Phil Kearny in present-day Wyoming. He again was on the warpath in 1873 when he took part in the Battle of Honsinger Bluff where he ambushed and killed an army veternarian Dr. John Honsinger and another civilian near present day Miles City, Montana. He returned to the Standing Rock Reservation, but was arrested by Captain Thomas Custer in 1874 on orders of General George A. Custer for the murder of Honsinger. He was taken to Fort Abraham Lincoln and incarcerated. However, he escaped (or was freed by sympathetic Indian policeman) and returned to the reservation, then fled to the Powder River. In the spring of 1876, he joined Sitting Bull's band and traveled with him to the Little Big Horn River in early June.
During the subsequent fighting at the Battle of Little Big Horn on Custer Hill on June 25, 1876, Rain-in-the-Face is alleged to have cut the heart out of Thomas Custer, a feat that was popularized by American poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in "The Revenge of Rain in the Face." According to the legend, Rain-in-the-face was fulfilling a vow of vengeance because he thought Captain Thomas Custer had unjustly imprisoned him in 1874. Some contemporary accounts also claimed that the war chief had personally dispatched George Custer as well, but in the confused fighting, a number of similar claims have been attributed to other warriors. Late in his life, in a conversation with writer Charles Eastman, Rain-in-the-Face denied killing George Custer or mutilating Tom Custer.
Rain-in-the-Face died in his home at the Bullhead Station on the Standing Rock Reservation in North Dakota after a lengthy illness.
It wouldn't be so much in what a man would say to me.
It would be his actions that would mean more.Anyone can tell another person they love care etc but it's showing by doing with actions is important too.
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Been there done that and it's nothing I'd wish to go through again.I thought I'd never be able to survive through it but I did.I learned to turn the page and move on.He was gone and there was nothing I could do about it.I grieved for quite sometime but have since moved on with my life and think he would've wanted me to.