he's got some bell-bottom jeans that are originals from the 60's probably only worn a couple of times ---
EBAY!
we donated alot when my dad passed away. I kept all letters, anything that had meaning to him...his class ring, a pair of dice, a belt buckle...even his lottery tickets with his favorite numbers. my dad didn't have much though. - I'll NEVER forget the look of his hands. They told his life story of being a hard working blue collar man. I can almost touch them right now....::sigh::
I've dropped 30 pounds in the past two years, and can now wear my 36" waist Big Bells. I have 6 pair, 34s and 36s, ranging from almost new to almost worn out.
I just might wear them to Halloween Hoopla this year.
On the subject of crying, when I was going through my PTSD last summer, A Vietnam vet gave me good advice, he told me that being a man means recognizing your limitations. Not crying isn't one of them - if you feel like crying, go ahead and cry.
Good point Bear. The booze definitely makes things worse. But better for a little bit first. Which brings to mind my favorite all time quote from you know who....
Altogether now........
To alcohol, the cause of and solution to all of life's problems!
I left a house in turmoil just now. :frown: :frown:
Ali was crying because she didn't want to leave our house saying she felt safe because mommy was watching over her there. And her Nana (Amy's mom) was crying saying she couldn't stay there because she was having a real hard time feeling Amy was all around.
I see both their points and left it in the hands of Grandpa Deano. :wink:
It's tough for Ali to see her Nana always crying when she's around too. I've come to understand that but Nana hasn't. I can pretty much pick my places where I can let loose away from Ali. But it's not the same with Nana.
I think she needs to force herself to deal with it like Ali & I do every day. Then she'll understand why I want to get rid of things.
Everyone grieves in their own way and in their own time. It's tough on everyone to be dealing with Amy's passing.
Nana has lost a daughter - and somehow we always expect for our kids to bury us - not the other way around.
Ali has lost her Mom - much too early.
You have lost your wife and best friend - again much too early.
In some ways, I'm guessing that for Ali, it may be good for her to know that others are feeling that same heartbreaking loss. If she never saw that, she might think she was alone in her grief.
I just wish we could take that pain away from all of you.
She likely understands you are sad...but kids in the 8-11 year age, often act more grown up then they really are...and are still trying to figure out the world and feelings and the meaning of the cost of tea in China.
I'm sorry for my quick response earlier, I was rushed at work with a researcher and really only caught that Ali and Nana were crying and something was wrong. I rushed home to read it through ---- Terry is exactly right - every word. I also wish I could take the pain all away. :frown:
ps, Whitney wants to go to a movie with her soon, maybe take her mind off things and bring her a smile. Earlier today she was pushing me to let her buy her more flowers but I talked her into something else for now.
Maybe it is harder for her to deal with it because she is away and doesn't have the day-to-day remembrances of her? (I am not the greatest in putting my thoughts in order lately...) Like... She doesn't look at the couch she sat in everyday, or the empty bedside...
this is hard to write and I never met her :frown:
Maybe what reminds her of Amy is you, and Ali, your place... If she was around it all of the time, it wouldn't be as much of a "shock" to her when she sees it... Like a trigger?
Maybe that is what you were trying to say... :chagrin:
Anyway... I understand why you would want to get rid of the stuff. I feel for ya man... :frown:
EBAY!
we donated alot when my dad passed away. I kept all letters, anything that had meaning to him...his class ring, a pair of dice, a belt buckle...even his lottery tickets with his favorite numbers. my dad didn't have much though. - I'll NEVER forget the look of his hands. They told his life story of being a hard working blue collar man. I can almost touch them right now....::sigh::
I've dropped 30 pounds in the past two years, and can now wear my 36" waist Big Bells. I have 6 pair, 34s and 36s, ranging from almost new to almost worn out.
I just might wear them to Halloween Hoopla this year.
On the subject of crying, when I was going through my PTSD last summer, A Vietnam vet gave me good advice, he told me that being a man means recognizing your limitations. Not crying isn't one of them - if you feel like crying, go ahead and cry.
I might as well, I'm getting good at it. TYB
Alcohol doesn't help the situation either. :eyeroll:
Cut out the booze, though, it's a natural depressant.
geez..this sucks...I'm a wussy.
Altogether now........
To alcohol, the cause of and solution to all of life's problems!
:wink:
Which would make me a wussie too then right?
Simpsons! :sillygrin:
didn't know the other answer was Lisa though
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water. ~Antoine Rivarol
nice.
is it one of those weird things, where you dont know if its a fruit or a vegetable?
I know how to make those things, and i didnt even know what it was called. :eyeroll:
It takes a real man to eat something French, is that the deal?
mangez-moi monsieur - je suis très délicieux
Ali was crying because she didn't want to leave our house saying she felt safe because mommy was watching over her there. And her Nana (Amy's mom) was crying saying she couldn't stay there because she was having a real hard time feeling Amy was all around.
I see both their points and left it in the hands of Grandpa Deano. :wink:
It's probably a good thing for them to work out.
But it's really hard to walk away from stuff like that.
I think she needs to force herself to deal with it like Ali & I do every day. Then she'll understand why I want to get rid of things.
Nana has lost a daughter - and somehow we always expect for our kids to bury us - not the other way around.
Ali has lost her Mom - much too early.
You have lost your wife and best friend - again much too early.
In some ways, I'm guessing that for Ali, it may be good for her to know that others are feeling that same heartbreaking loss. If she never saw that, she might think she was alone in her grief.
I just wish we could take that pain away from all of you.
Thanks. Maybe that's why she always asks me if I was just crying when I come home at night. Good point.
She likely understands you are sad...but kids in the 8-11 year age, often act more grown up then they really are...and are still trying to figure out the world and feelings and the meaning of the cost of tea in China.
ps, Whitney wants to go to a movie with her soon, maybe take her mind off things and bring her a smile. Earlier today she was pushing me to let her buy her more flowers but I talked her into something else for now.
Thanks for the new Tag too. :smile:
this is hard to write and I never met her :frown:
Maybe what reminds her of Amy is you, and Ali, your place... If she was around it all of the time, it wouldn't be as much of a "shock" to her when she sees it... Like a trigger?
Maybe that is what you were trying to say... :chagrin:
Anyway... I understand why you would want to get rid of the stuff. I feel for ya man... :frown:
like kitch did last night :eek: :wink:
"Someone's Watching Over Me"
Hilary Duff
Found myself today
Oh I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in the sky tonight
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
It doesn't matter what people say
And it doesn't matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That someone's watching over
Someone's watching over
Someone's watching over me
Someone's watching over me
love, j