Nice draw
I checked out the ones on your website.
They're good, I like the corset drawing
in particular.
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this is a recent sketch i have been working on it is a work in progress.
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Nice draw
I checked out the ones on your website.
They're good, I like the corset drawing
in particular.
one evening, mom and dad told my cousin.
and i to get ready, we were going to buy some new.
shoes.
Outoftheorg wrote:
"So even though I don't have any hilights that stand out in my mind about good times as a child I am satisfied that it could have been much worse and It was not all bad."
I sit here with tears in my eyes,
moved by your words.
((((Outoftheorg))))
(I hope that hug was ok)
one evening, mom and dad told my cousin.
and i to get ready, we were going to buy some new.
shoes.
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones...
-W. Shakespeare
Thanks for sharing those memories
one evening, mom and dad told my cousin.
and i to get ready, we were going to buy some new.
shoes.
One evening, Mom and Dad told my cousin
and I to get ready, we were going to buy some new
shoes. I was not particularly thrilled about
this, since Mom usually picked out some sensible shoes
for me (she called them 'wallabies' and how I hated those shoes!).
We drove to the local shopping center and when we
got there Dad left us, saying that he would be back to
meet up with us in a few minutes. So Mom, my cousin
and I started walking towards the shoe store. But when
we reached the store, instead of going inside, Mom led
us right past, and we kept on walking. I looked
up at Mom with a questioning face, but she wouldn't
look at me. She just kept on walking, looking straight
ahead with a blank expression. My cousin and I looked
at each other. What in the Sam Hill was going on?
Uh oh, something's wrong I thought and started feeling a
bit worried.
As we were walking, we had to squeeze past
a long row of people who were waiting in line at the theater.
When we reached the end of the line Mom stopped and got
in line, placing my cousin and I in front of her, gently
resting her hands on our shoulders. Then Dad showed up
and said quietly, "Surprise." In his hand were four tickets.
My cousin and I looked at each other again, then started
jumping up and down excitedly as it finally dawned on us:
We were going to see Star Wars!!!
I was in heaven, thrilled, on cloud nine, you name it.
My parents were far from perfect, making a lot of hurtful
mistakes with us kids, and by that time their marriage was already
disintegrating. In a few short years, my family would be
broken up, with Dad going his own way . As a consequence,
for a brief period of time we kids were scattered here and there
among various friends and relatives while Mom was
trying to figure out how she was going to raise us on her own.
There were some things they did as parents that I've
sworn I will never do to my children. But there were
some things that they got right.
Like that night.
That night they were my heroes.
I'll never forget that.
i've heard different "apostates" say that witnesses are so brainwashed that they would kill, if ordered by the faithful slave.
do you believe this?
The post by Jim_TX in the 'Why the Memorial?' thread
sent a chill down my spine.
http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.aspx?id=35900&site=3
A scary thought.
A scary thought indeed...
well as you know i have been out since i was 16 years old and that was on dec 21 1984!
but i cannot get these damn scriptures out of my head, i don`t know or care what they mean but there there!.
matt 24:14. pslams 83:18. get out of me you wicked scriptures!.
Isaiah 40:29-31
just had a good phone call with a friend i met on this board...got me to thinking about my life as a jw.
he's been "out" almost as long as i was "in.".
i was a reg pub at 6 years old, decided (yes, a very deliberate decision) to go to bethel when i was 8 years old, and was baptized at 10 years old (in 1962).
Scootergirl:
just had a good phone call with a friend i met on this board...got me to thinking about my life as a jw.
he's been "out" almost as long as i was "in.".
i was a reg pub at 6 years old, decided (yes, a very deliberate decision) to go to bethel when i was 8 years old, and was baptized at 10 years old (in 1962).
I left the board feeling like a cardboard cutout of a person. Void of any personality. For many years I think I was a chameleon-taking on the personality of those around me.
Scootergirl, Have you been reading my diary?
I can relate to the chameleon part. Even the way
that I spoke would change, depending on who I
was around! I guess that came from years of
'being all things to all people'.
i got new neighbours a couple of months ago.
to get straight to the point, i'm sure the husband is knocking his wife about.
i can hear him shouting and screaming and loud thuds and bangs, sometimes late at night and even last week he was so loud that he actually woke me up at 7.30 in the morning with his behaviour.. i really feel intimidated by him.
Bay64me, you wrote:
"I now have a couple of numbers that I can call...
I am now prepared to do that next time I need to."
You are prepared to step outside
your fear.
I applaud your decision
i got new neighbours a couple of months ago.
to get straight to the point, i'm sure the husband is knocking his wife about.
i can hear him shouting and screaming and loud thuds and bangs, sometimes late at night and even last week he was so loud that he actually woke me up at 7.30 in the morning with his behaviour.. i really feel intimidated by him.
Bay64me, will you let us know
how the situation turns out,
or what your thoughts are on
the responses to your post?
A concerned nilfun.........