That is a beautiful statement, Drew. So much heart in it, and I defy anyone whose last name does not end in "speare" to put it better.
Could just be a hoax, though. I fake some headaches, everyone gets used to poor helpless Spike. Then one day, no warning, I snap a spine, bend a head back, drain 'em dry. Brilliant.
Spike ,'Potential'
ita's thread
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
WindSparrow - Jan 19, 2015 9:52:28 am PST #911 of 3157
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
JZ - Jan 19, 2015 9:58:25 am PST #912 of 3157
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Drew, that was... everything. That's it.
Callaluna - Jan 19, 2015 10:01:05 am PST #913 of 3157
Perfect.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 19, 2015 10:02:22 am PST #914 of 3157
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Does ita still have family here in New Orleans? is something I keep thinking.
Sue - Jan 19, 2015 10:13:05 am PST #915 of 3157
hip deep in pie
Aw, Drew. So beautiful.
SailAweigh - Jan 19, 2015 10:13:11 am PST #916 of 3157
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
::sniff:: Stupid allergies. You have a beautiful heart, Drew.
NoiseDesign - Jan 19, 2015 10:14:11 am PST #917 of 3157
Our wings are not tired
You have a beautiful heart, Drew.
Shhh, I can't afford to let that get out.
Ginger - Jan 19, 2015 10:20:16 am PST #918 of 3157
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
You have a beautiful heart, Drew.
He keeps it in a jar on his desk.
P.M. Marc - Jan 19, 2015 10:20:16 am PST #919 of 3157
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
God, Drew. That was perfect.
Also, psst, think the cat was long out of the bag.
Beverly - Jan 19, 2015 10:22:05 am PST #920 of 3157
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Not really a secret, Drew. Thank you for wording when some of us can't.