{Refrain Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more
Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man Though my mind could think I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I'm dreaming I can hear them say
{Refrain
Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, well It surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say
{Refrain No!
Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, nothing equals the splendor The center lights around your vanity But surely heaven waits for you
Carry on my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)
It depends on what capacity they're talking to others in...if it's just friends, no problem. If they're having the same types of conversations with them that they are with you, declaring feelings that are growing and wanting a more committed relationship, then they're playing a numbers game and just are not that into you.
I worked in a doggy daycare once. It's a lot of work, and you have to have a background as an obedience trainer. It's one person controlling a pack of 5-10-20 dogs...and scooping up after them. I loved it, though. (And yes, I'm a certified obedience trainer who had her own business and loved it, but found myself to be a bad businesswoman who gave lessons #2 and #3 away during lesson #1. )
I'm studying to be a Doctor of Naturopathy now, and taking steps to make my future dreams a reality. And they're a reality now in a way as I help others for free with the knowledge I have at my fingertips now because of my studies and the resources I have on hand. It feels good, and tells me that I'm doing the right thing, because this is my passion. I did the same thing, Venere...while I was on family medical leave caring for my late husband, I had to decide what I wanted to do with the second half of my life. This is my answer: to live a healthier life, and to help others to do so as well.
No, I wouldn't, at least right now. I won't even move from my area until my sons are full grown and have their own lives. Four or five years from now, perhaps...and only if it's warm.
But for a romantic interest, it takes meeting in person, and getting to go visit them too. For friendship, it works fine.
And I agree with Ruben...their consistency will tell you if they're being real or not. I've gone into threads and answered them, not realizing they were old threads and I'd been there before, only to go back and discover that I wrote almost exactly what I did the first time months previously.
I have my plans and goals for the long run, but I take life and the journey there one day (and sometimes one hour or one minute) at a time. It works well.
I truly love these, Pat. Thank you for sharing them with us...they make me check to see if I'm still living life the right way.
Oh...you mean if it's difficult for him to get a good grip on himself because he's so small? Well then, there aren't going to be too many chances for anything else, are there?
He might want to see Lee's chicken tip in that case...and try turkey ties to tighten it.
Oh, I know that too, Krisha. And so do I, finally. This year has been full of my letting go of him the rest of the way and finally being in a good enough place to be ready for a serious relationship. I'll always remember him, miss him, and love him...I wouldn't have a heart if I didn't...but I don't dwell on it anymore. I've finally started to live, and enjoy, my life as a single woman.
That depends on their age and maturity level. As we get older, we find that the outside matters less than the outside, or at least is equally important. It also depends on the individual.
I let him know that it was okay to go, and that I'd always love him, and kissed his lips...and later than day he did finally let go so he'd have peace and be free of suffering...10/13/2007, RIP Gene.
All you can do is let them know how much you love them, share memories if you have time, and let them know it's okay for them to leave. Even if they don't seem to be aware of what's going on because of drugs they're on, they do know. Hearing is the last sense to go.
I think the content is much more important than the cover. I don't care how attractive the cover is, I don't want to read a vapid or annoying text once, nevermind repeatedly.
Your Independence Level: High You are extremely self reliant and autonomous. You are definitely into doing your own thing. But you also wouldn't turn down help if you needed it. You follow your own path, but you don't do so blindly.
Very true of me. Probably part of why I've been divorced 3 times.
GP, that comment wasn't directed at you for that, but for anyone reading it who might not think that this is a serious issue. I know you better than that, my friend.
A lot of things aren't even tested at all today. The FDA approves drugs now without any testing for safety and interactions, the warnings about these GM (or GE) foods are being ignored by the WHO and the FDA who continue to declare them safe for us and just as healthy as organically grown foods. I swear that they're out to kill us through our foods since both are also trying to make it harder for organic producers to grow and sell their produce.
Left alone, without Frankensteining our foods, we would have been able to feed the world organically by 2030. Now we might not live that long. Again, food for thought.
RE: What song are you right now? PART 2.
Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas:{Refrain
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say
{Refrain
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
{Refrain
No!
Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
The center lights around your vanity
But surely heaven waits for you
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)