Kate P., thank you so much; that anyone else got a kick out of our work was always a source of delight.
Sophia, you had your priorities absolutely in order.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Kate P., thank you so much; that anyone else got a kick out of our work was always a source of delight.
Sophia, you had your priorities absolutely in order.
I seriously was imagining, once clean, I could have a good solitary life like hers, which I so admired.
OK, now I'm crying.
And now I got to anger and unfairness.
"Another thread pulled out of our fraying weave."
Sometimes, when a thread is pulled, it makes the fabric tighter. Our collective love for ours who have gone on can do that.
Like flea and Katrina Bee, I'll be going down to the river tomorrow to burn something appropriate.
I've been thinking a lot about what I remember of conversations with Connie and the heartache that was her life for so long with health issues, and then loneliness. And, perhaps because I am a solitary crone as well, I can't bring myself to feel bad about the short time she had to enjoy the openness that her life became. I'm just grateful that she got there at all.
Everyone's messages here and on FB have brought a few tears today. There is beauty in that sadness and I'm grateful to be connected to you all.
Yes, beekaytee. I really am comforted in the belief that Connie had found a level of contentment and even happiness with her life after long struggles. That does help.
Timelies all!
Sorry to hear the news about Connie.
So sorry to hear about Connie. I always enjoyed interacting with her and she seemed like an awesome person.
I suddenly remember her talking about the time she scared off a potential burglar by telling them through the door something along the lines of "We're the crazy sword people."
Just saw the news about Connie, so I came in to commiserate. She was a larger than life personality on the board. As long as this place lasts, we'll be able to look back and rejoice in her constant presence. This board is as much a memorial for her as anything else.
I'm just so sad about this.
All Saints Day is today, and All Souls Day tomorrow. It's no Viking ship on fire, but I will inscribe Connie's name on a leaf of the Tree of Life at my parish, and she can join the rustling and murmuring all month long as the wind rises and falls and rattles the windowpanes.