i have already gotten an email from someone stating that their gift arrived safely in the mail.
i thought it would be nice to start a thread where we can post what we got (for those nosey like me who want to know!
) and a thank you.. as for me, i haven't even begun yet!
Cassiline.........so........what'd ya get? what'd ya get? Tell! Tell! I did get your email about the Christmas list but for some reason set it aside.....I meant to email you about it-I am so sorry I forgot. If this is something that you want to do, by all means. I delegate you honorary elf.....let me know how I can help.
I want my recipient to open my gift immediately too.......I see many messages on the box encouraging to do so!
i work in the lending industry, im an account rep for a wholesale mortgage bank.
royal bank of canada in newyork.
edited by - hamptonite21 on 12 november 2002 22:40:6.
JC you crack me up!
Me?...I am a full time domestic goddess and part time vixen.
if you've left or are considering leaving the "truth", what is the most difficult thing that you must deal with?
is it losing family or friends?
is it feeling isolated?
Finding my way in a world that was so unfamiliar to me. Not knowing who I was anymore. Feeling so "unprepared" and "emotionally handicapped". And, yes, losing my family was also very hard.
~and, minimus, I have to say I rather enjoy your "pondering" threads......makes me think. I am getting into the habit of looking for the "reflection/question of the day" from you! LOL
did anyone here see the practice last night (sunday november 10)?
one of the story lines was about a man molested by a catholic priest.
some of the dialogue was incredible and seemed to be right out of silentlamb's mouth.
I was just going to mention that Hillbilly.......Bobby used it once and so did the Priest. I also found it interesting when the Priest told Bobby that when you leave the church you leave the faith. Very dub like thinking.
What I thought was interesting was the point that people NEED to be angry about the pedofile issue. Not to sugar coat it w/all the good that the church has done.
I just love the Practice!
Made me think afterwards, though, if we will see lawsuits like that in our court system of elders who knew of pedofiles but did not say anything.....or individuals in the congregation that knew but didn't say anything.
my house is at the end of a fairly busy street that dead ends in our front yard and then takes up again a few houses down.
i was trying to set up some email stuff for a client tonight around 10:30 when i heard some police sirens.
i stood up and looked out my window to see a pair of headlights quickly coming towards my house with the police behind them.
Jason and LB......thank you for your kind words.
The laws didn't stop the drunk driver from killing my husband, didn't stop him all the numerous times he had driven under the influence, and from what I saw, didn't stop him after the crash either. Laws can not control people's actions/decisions. People are going to find someway around the laws, someway to do what they want to do but not get caught. I do believe that consequences may in some cases deter behavior-and I do believe that we need stiffer consequences.
There were many times I wished that this person that killed LeRoy would have had to physically come into my life and see what I was going thru. I wished he would have had to come to the hospital when our daughter was born and actually "see" the consequences of his decision-see this beautiful little girl brought into the world w/out having her father there.
Funny thing, is a part of me really "feels" for this man. If he has any ounce of humanity, I hope that he has come to terms with his actions. He has a family....has a wife and children. I wonder if he thinks of that fateful night.......I hope he finds peace and forgiveness.
I wish there was a solution. You can't imagine how I wish there was a solution......I never want anyone to have to go thru what LeRoy's family or me had to go thru......and not only us, the family of the drunk driver also. I can't imagine how difficult it must be to live with the responsibilty of killing someone because of your impaired judgement.
Edited by - scootergirl on 10 November 2002 12:47:28
"Forgiving is not forgetting, it's letting go of the hurt."-Mary McLeod Bethune
I don't want to carry the burdens of bitterness in my life. Not to let old resentments drag me down any longer in my life......so I try to be forgiving.
i've been busy attending graduate school, recovering from surgery and my child's strep throat; but i managed to survive.
i need help explaining to my mama (jw-but not attending meetings) that it's okay to celebrate x-mas.
how do i start with the explanation?
For me, I started to "not" feel guilty when I realized what I personally was celebrating. When I made it personal it became meaningful.
OR.........
Go and get her a gift......wrap it up pretty! Christmas wrapping and bows and such. Who can resist?
my house is at the end of a fairly busy street that dead ends in our front yard and then takes up again a few houses down.
i was trying to set up some email stuff for a client tonight around 10:30 when i heard some police sirens.
i stood up and looked out my window to see a pair of headlights quickly coming towards my house with the police behind them.
The man who killed my husband had FIVE previous DWIs. He was drinking at a bar and "knew"he could drive the backroads.....no traffic you know. He drank for years.......drove for years under the influence. Felt w/out a doubt that he could make it home that night. Did it a million times before w/out incident.....this was going to be no different.
It was 10:30 at night. LeRoy (my husband) was heading off to work. I remember kissing him goodbye, him patting my stomach (we had just found out we were pregnant 10 days before) and said how happy he was. "I will see you in the morning, sleep tight" was the last words he said to me.
He was broadsided by a 3/4 ton truck w/a drunk driver at the steering wheel. Our car was in the garage so he had borrowed my grandfather's small truck (like a Ford Ranger). The side impact crushed the truck LeRoy was driving. They needed the jaws of life to get him out. The passenger in the drunk driver's truck was the town doctor and county corriner. The only way that he could check LeRoy's pulse was thru the firewall.
According to the atopsy, his aorta was cut, his spleen demolished, his lungs crushed and he had a severed brain stem injury that eventually swelled to the point that it ceases his body telling him to breathe. He died two times in the ambulance on the way to the hospital......both time they used the electric paddles to bring him back. The third and finally time that he died was in the driveway of the hospital......thank God that they didn't revive him.......had he lived, he would have been vegetable...........not knowing who he was, who I was.....probably living his days out in a nursing home somewhere.
I remember racing into the hospital which was a 2 hour drive from our house. Making all sort of pleadings w/God........"let him live and I will......." I was rushed into a concrete room and told that he didn't make it. You have absolutely no idea what that felt like. My life and my husband's life was destroyed because some person decided to drink and drive. Consciously made a decision that they could......that they were able to drive.
Because I was early in the pregnancy the doctors were concerned about the effect of the stress on the baby. I wanted to see LeRoy.......wanted to know that this was all a dream. I was told that if I saw him, I would have to see him as he was brougt in.....bloody, broken, tubes and I.V.'s everywhere-not to mention his swollen head from the brain injury......he was not a "pretty" sight. His family encouraged me not to see him. His sister still has nightmares to this day about what he looked like.
At 22 I buried my husband. I picked out a coffin, picked out his clothes. I sat by him in the coffin during the whole wake. I held his hand for hours......not wanting to let it go because I knew that would be the last time I ever would get to hold his hand. I kissed him goodbye one last time......not smelling the wonderful aftershave he use to wear, but smelling the embalming fluid that they used on him. I took off his wedding ring, the ring that I gave him just 8 months before when we vowed "till death do us part"........I watched as they lowered that lid on that coffin and cried my heart out. I have never been the same since that day.
LeRoy died March 9, 1989.......our daughter, Andrea, was born November 11, 1989. The drunk driver......he was never convicted. The town doctor/corriner.....he called me and apologized and eventually left town-leaving his practice.
So................you can sit there and give me all the excuses of drinking while under the influence of alcohol........walk in the shoes of victims someday. Take a step inside my mind and relive that pain.........such a senseless death. Such a stupid decision to drink and drive.
Edited by - scootergirl on 10 November 2002 12:37:8
i have already gotten an email from someone stating that their gift arrived safely in the mail.
i thought it would be nice to start a thread where we can post what we got (for those nosey like me who want to know!
) and a thank you.. as for me, i haven't even begun yet!
LOL termite......I can understand the dilema you have going on.
IMHO, I say.......if the box doesn't say "wait till Christmas" or "open at Christmas" I would say go for it! We waited long enough......all those years.......OPEN IT!! OPEN IT!!
i have already gotten an email from someone stating that their gift arrived safely in the mail.
i thought it would be nice to start a thread where we can post what we got (for those nosey like me who want to know!
) and a thank you.. as for me, i haven't even begun yet!
You may think you can be strong against me, Mac.......but I can be very persuasive! Okay............naggy.......but you will have fun! I promise!
