never was a jw, but been here a long time.. off on a trip in a week or so, uk to andorra to stay with a friend for 10 days or so (beautiful place) then a week or so wending through france back home.. did the same trip the last couple of years -it was wonderful.
met some lovely people, including an ex-polce woman over coffees and calvados after dinner.. but ... i don't feel so enthusiastic about this trip.
i'll visit the cathar sites and other places.. maybe- just maybe - i've come to the conclusion that these trips are not as much fun if you don't have a companion to share it with..
I appreciate your sentiments and the opportunity to talk, Joe, as we have never conversed before.
Alone for 16 years, I see both sides, as herein expressed, to the matter. My family is from Alsace-Lorraine, and it would be wonderful to visit my roots. It's all I can do nowadays, however, to prepare for a 200-mile trip for my 50th HS reunion.
Do you speak French?
Bien des choses de ma part . . .
you have left me.. .
it may as well be the moon where you have taken up residence.. .
i gaze upon beauty supernal -- heaven's vault -- and imagine you there, on the moon, a speck upon the bright and glassy plate of a night sky.
I talk to you, just like old times, reminiscing about our love and our heartbreak and our happier moments together.
The old club chair, near the window that gives onto the shaded terrace, is shabbily comfortable and fits in all the right places. I stare at you, you -- the woman whose face stopped passersby on the street in their tracks.
That countenance has gone rigid, its eyes staring blankly at nothing through mullioned panes . . .
Where, my love, have you gone?
coinciding with the arrival of the hottest tab (but don't know if it's related), i can no longer call up my posts.
instead, i get a message "bad request".
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Me, too. Oh, thanks, Simon.
As already mentioned, Simon, my Apple has disallowed display of all personal info and interactive apps on this site since the https changeover. I think it's just my old Mac at fault. It refuses all upgrades; cannot install current Safari, so more and more websites deny entry. OTOH, my old DEL, where I am now, dutifully does my bidding.
THANKS!
today i went to a jw cult meeting .
still recovering.
congo i was raised in.
Thanks, WT-free.
Same for me: just inactive, with beard and no haircut in 4 years. My JW friends still love me and I them. Same deal, too, with elders. Some run, and one says to be sure to comment -- I'll look for your hand.
Best wishes.
you have left me.. .
it may as well be the moon where you have taken up residence.. .
i gaze upon beauty supernal -- heaven's vault -- and imagine you there, on the moon, a speck upon the bright and glassy plate of a night sky.
-- for nancy drew
you have left me.. .
it may as well be the moon where you have taken up residence.. .
i gaze upon beauty supernal -- heaven's vault -- and imagine you there, on the moon, a speck upon the bright and glassy plate of a night sky.
jd souther ... is most widely known for his part in writing somber, elegiac songs that the eagles and linda ronstadt made famous, such as "new kid in town," heartache tonight," and "faithless love.
" the new yorker, february 13 & 20, 2012, troubadour, page 36.. .
"i've never made a record in new york, start to finish," he went on.
Hyphenating with re:
I will not recover from his rudeness.
Mary helped us to re-cover our old couch.
To no avail, I try to repress old memories.
Do want me to re-press your shirt since it got wrinkled in the clothes basket?
You may resent me because I re-sent your unwanted gift to Steve.
(See http://data.grammarbook.com/blog/hyphens/hyphens-with-the-prefix-re/)
the sea is my mother, my father the sky.. both are eternal and vast, each in their way.
as i rise slowly yet inexorably from mother's protective embrace, i reach towards father, life giver, mentor.
he draws me up as spiraling vapor that is phantom-like but possessing true substance.
Nancy, you're a hoot!
THANKS!
for you, dear friend:.
it seemed but yesterday though, heaven knows, .
time has flown since i embarked upon that .
Dear LNO:
I am very grateful to receive your reply!
Blessings and peace.
the sea is my mother, my father the sky.. both are eternal and vast, each in their way.
as i rise slowly yet inexorably from mother's protective embrace, i reach towards father, life giver, mentor.
he draws me up as spiraling vapor that is phantom-like but possessing true substance.
The sea is my mother, my father the sky.
Both are eternal and vast, each in their way. As I rise slowly yet inexorably from Mother's protective embrace, I reach towards Father, life giver, mentor. He draws me up as spiraling vapor that is phantom-like but possessing true substance.
Under the aegis of Sky, I harness my chariot to Sister Wind and travel Earth's four corners, showering my bounty upon her children. They laud me, they thank me. However, I look upward towards Father, downward towards Mother. It is their approbation I seek. It is they who have given life and continued existence.
Praise must be directed accordingly . . .
