Welcome to California, juliana!
The never-ending break-up is still going on, although I think I am not unhappy with yesterday. Came over and we talked, laughed, cried, hugged, etc. Felt less I'm not sure what and more like resignation and perhaps closure. Today is far less calm, as I still wish I knew what the future will hold. We love each other so, but I want marriage now and he doesn't. So break-up we must, if only to get our lives back in order without the other clouding up the issue.
Oh, d... You are wise and strong. And this is just hard. But it sounds like you are making the only decision you can right now. And are very brave.
feather:chicken::kinky:perverted
*This* is the one I was trying to remember. However Bitches have skewed my kinkdar.
The hardest thing to do on this holiday is to live in it. Do it. For me.
I do love Cindy. Muchly.
Simon le Bon is still hot.
Duh. So damn hot.
It is festive.
Festive??? Festive is good. We like festive...
And the update on me...
Grandma will not recieve any aggressive treatment. She has Hospice care now and we are focusing on palliative care. I am going to stay every other night with her so the rest can get some rest.
She is getting closer to being ready to leave and mom (stepmom) and others are getting closer to being ready to let her go. It is sad, it is terrible and it is painful, but I want to help her be comfortable and to let go without terror or fear.
She seems to have lost her appetite (expected) and so probably a few weeks at most. It is a sad race with time but I hope we can garner some dignity and peace.
Tonight, I am a contentedly hanging out with 3.0 and we are drinking Moet White Star and sitting by the fire. It might not be what I expected, but it can be a good new year. And I am thankful and grateful for the people I love and who love me.
I have wonderful people in the flesh, in the ones and zeros and in any myriad of forms of ether. I am blessed. Happy New Year.
makes dubious face
Oh sure, cause that could
never
happen here...
Oh, honey. I've been through this, the palliative care and waiting for the end, with my mom. Do feel free to call or e me if you feel like you need someone to talk to. Or just to give an "is this normal" reality check.
Love and peace to you and yours, Cass. You're a great friend and a marvellous human being.
I've been through this, the palliative care and waiting for the end, with my mom.
Yeah, it's familiar.
I'm sorry Cass. I hope they can ease it.
I flipped on the TV and I'm watching Phil separate a rookie from his money. But Phil's friend Antonio last $500,000 on one bet, when the other guy (Gus Hansen) had to go all in and catch a pair on the flop. Shit! Half a mil.
Oh sure, cause that could never happen here...
Oh we
got
you this way. Don't
kid
yourself.
(((Darling Cass))) I went through something similar with my dad, so I'm echoing Brenda's offer. Courage and peace and strength to you and your family.
Suzi, Perkins' air mattress is very much of the comfy, I can attest. Go, if you get the chance.
juliana, well come, and a Happy New Year ahead wished for you.
And for all the Bitches.
As for me? Oooh, Katie's storybook cottagey-watertight shed and tasks to accomplish, Nick's bedroom and Deena-made breakfast, a 1933 World's Fair bedroom, or the sybaritic and idiosyncratic pleasures of Chez Zmayhem...? I can't decide, but thank you all.
Oh, and I third--fourth?--the Drambuie rec. Having a wee nip my ownself, thank you, even though the magical hour has come and gone and it is now 2006 here already.
