That is disgusting, Avishai. I hope you both are recovering ok. Were you able to give a description to the police? I hope they are found and punshed severely.
Delilah
a few weeks ago, i was coming home from having a beer with my bro.
when i started having a minor seizure and he had to hold me up.
5-7 guys in the parking lot started calling us faggots.
That is disgusting, Avishai. I hope you both are recovering ok. Were you able to give a description to the police? I hope they are found and punshed severely.
Delilah
i guess many of you wondered where i have been off to again ... mylast post was about my hospital stay and now marco is in the hospital since monday in critacal conditon, requiring a quadruple by pass.. the most important thing right now is to make sure they stablize him and the hospital has run many tests to see if he can take the strain of this operation.. he saw the neurologist (marco had a history of brain aneurysms) and the neurologist has given the okay and now he needs to have a memory test from the occupational therapist.. if his memory is not good they can't do the surgery as in the case of marco being 78 yrs old and having early dementia it poses a problem.
apparently with bypass surgery it can lead to full blown memory lose.
and this is my major worry.
Thinking of you both, I'm sending hugs and best wishes. Look after yourself too, OFC....
Delilah
oh your flowers were so lovely!!!!!
i posted a very long thread on here but the line was off -so my post disappeared... whew!.
the birthday bash was so wonderful.
Happy Belated Birthday, Grace. I'm glad you had a wonderful day.
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the sound system at a district convention or circuit assembly?
you must marry only in the lord!
I remember an elder telling me once, that marrying a "worldly" person was going against Jehovah, and even if the unbelieving mate became a believer, Jehovah would still call it to mind on the day of judgement.
I always thought it a crock, and I never had the desire to marry "in the lord". I married my wonderful, "worldly" husband, and have never been happier.
while i was in new york i walked by two men and one looked like the comedian jackie mason whom i adore.
i looked at him and said, "i just wanted to say how much i enjoy your shows.
i've seen you perform a number of times".
Well, speaking of Kim Mitchell, I did attend the same high school as he did, only a few years AFTER he did. He had carved his name in a locker near the locker I had in grade 9.
My parents know the Gretzky's.....I met Wayne, personally, when we were 3 and 4 years old respectively.
Does this count?
we were in a carpark and the only space available was next to a carload of witnesses.
so we parked!
in it was 3 out of the 5 local elders, and 1 of their wives.
Way to go Winnie!! Hopefully the shop owner will heed your warning, and not take the mags anymore.
I think we've all experienced the shunning thing, at one time or another. I know I have, and it's quite funny. They act as if they've seen the devil himself.... and they turn away, looking for a quick escape. They do the shunning, then they do the running. LOL
My husband and I went into a deli the other day, and there was a group of people in suits and dresses, and I knew they were either JW's or Mennonites, but I never bothered to look close enough. My husband said in a loud whisper" Look honey, witnesses, do you know them?" I didn't recognize them until they were leaving, but I noticed they kept looking at us, after they had moved a safe distance away from ....probably because they heard what hubby said....
It doesn't bother me anymore, as I don't recognize anyone really, it's been over 9 years now since I last attended a meeting.
i was in the shops for not even an hour, get back and my car is gone!!!!
it had the baby seat, bottles for kaia, luckily i took the pram in with me and my expensive jacket.
we had to buy another car seat for kaia.. im so annoyed that they didnt even care that they would be leaving a mother with her child stranded at the shops.. anyway reported to police and insurance now just have to wait and see if they find it or not.
That really sucks, Es. I'm glad you and baby are ok...I hope the insurance comes through for you, or they find the car in good condition. Is that the baby in your avatar? OMG has she grown.....she's so sweet....
was it in a gift, a kiss, or other?.
how did you decide you were crazy about or connected to someone?.
After we weathered all the bullshit, family and religious....... we found we were still together and in love with each other....we realized we were soulmates...meant to last. When I pick him up at work, after he's been gone a few days, and I see his smile..my heart thumps like mad...just like the first day I met him.
Delilah
i keep calendars of the previous years.
sometimes, i take a calendar of a previous year out, and i read the daily notes that i put on them.. .
ok, i must be bored when i do that......
LMAO @ Ninja....I hang on to old Country Living magazines, Architectural Digest magazines, Christmas cards, birthday cards and anniversary cards....all the little cards my kids have made me over the years. My husband's love notes.
I also keep antique ink bottles and antique keys.
we're basically in the quiet part of the suburbs.
it's not run down much and it's concidered a nice neighborhood.
i haven't seen any homeless people around here.
Freedom, and the others who have posted here.........you are wonderful examples of people with heart, and empathy. It's so nice to see this, especially after coming from an organization, where most would look the other way, or leave them a WT or an Awake, instead of offering them breakfast, or a coffee. I too, have known a homeless person. He was a friend of my dad's, many years ago.
He was once married, had children, a good job, and did painting, on the side. He was a remarkably talented man. He began to drink heavily, and it cost him his job, his wife, and eventually his kids. He lived on the streets, until another caring person, offered him shelter, in the back of his barn. This barn, was downtown, behind a municipal parking lot, and he lived there with his dog, until the dog died, and the town had the barn torn down, and paved the property.
I haven't seen him since. I often think of him.....he was a gentle soul, kind....could tell stories, some true, some made up. He was terribly lonesome. I remember thinking, yes, he created his own "hell", if-you-will, but he's still human...we would take food around for him, blankets, clothes, gently worn pairs of shoes and boots. And every time we saw him, he would thank us profusely.....with tears in his eyes. I remember thinking, if this were me, would anybody care?
There are many different reasons, people live in the streets, but every once in awhile, there is one, whose story just touches your heart, and you just can't turn your back on them. It's at times like this, when I am reminded, of how lucky I am, to have a roof over my head, a job, food, a car, and everything else that makes my life just a little more worthwhile living.
God bless you all.