However, before I light it, I'd like to know what the prayer on the back means, and BabelFish is only confusing me.
This is what Google Translate makes of it:
"if you are ferocious animal, gentle as a lamb, meek somo rosemary flower. you should come: ate bread of the gave me: water also gave me the word stronger than my love said to bring me ... that this humbled, surrendered to my plants and see why I call you, I will dominate: peace not not have to come to my side. afiler also go through this in the middle of this candle, so I want you to go through my mind in the middle of your heart to forget the woman you have and come I'll call you."
I love that "I'll call you" at the end. (Though not quite as much as I do surrendering to one's plants.)
I'm not sure I should be lighting a candle talking about forgetting the woman you have and coming when I call. And why the heck is this on a candle with death on the front and labeled Prayer for a Holy Death?
Alas, our minecraft server went down since the hard drive of the server blew chunks. I've got plenty of spare hard drives, but not the time to get it back in shape.
It sounds pretty complicated, Connie. [link]
I feel "reach out to" has different nuance from "contact". It has a hopefulness, more implication but not assumption of response. You can just contact someone and be done with it. Not so much if I reached out to them.
Oh, thanks. I was going to say this.
I am drilling home to all sorts of people that the ER is my LAST resort.
How can they not realize this? If it is this frustrating to us, I cannot imagine how frustrating it must be for you, ita !.
It sounds pretty complicated, Connie
How intensely cool! A female death venerated by the outcasts and those outside standard society. Time to light it up.
Maybe they think I'm having too much fun?
That having been said, as I was FINALLY leaving, way late (SPN!) I caught sight of the Jamaican nurse out of the corner of her eye, and her face! I went back, and she rushed over, and the second thing out of her mouth was "my sister passed..." and I'm not going to lie...I never want to be at the ER--you guys, at least, understand that. But I was glad that I could, you know, reach out to her just then. I thought hugging would be too much, but I did grab her arm and squeeze it--we had had more than one long conversation about cancer, and it turns out she got home mere hours before her sister died.
Huh. Colin knows her too now. I will have to tell him. When he gets back from foreign.
Okay, now, taxi and home. Sheeit.
Maybe they think I'm having too much fun?
Oh, it sounds like the funnest time ever. Horrible pain, not adequate or effective treatment and being told you have no other options is a laugh-a-minute. I don't see why we're not all at the ER daily. Like Disneyland.
But I was glad that I could, you know, reach out to her just then. I thought hugging would be too much, but I did grab her arm and squeeze it--we had had more than one long conversation about cancer, and it turns out she got home mere hours before her sister died.
That is one good thing. Just reaching out can be a great comfort.
And I'm glad she got home in time.
Oh, ita. Yeah, I hate that you have to go to the ER, but I'm glad that you and the nurse got that shared moment out of it, at least.
In much shallower news - even after going clothes shopping I do not know what to wear for my interview tomorrow. I couldn't find any suits, I don't know what to do about that. I did get yet another pair of black pants, but these are closer to actually fitting me than most of mine and made of a nice feeling fabric. if I wear those with a black blazer and a black&white print shell, that's pretty formal without making me look like I'm dressed for a funeral, isn't it? I wish I'd found something in gray like I wanted - I actually did find a matching set of capris and jacket/blazer (what is the idea there? But on me the capris were basically ankle-length) but they were "sateen" and way too shiny for my purposes.
I'm glad you are headed home, ita. I hope you can get some sleep.
