So I went to the funeral. Sylvia's family were there at the gravesite and I was asked if I would like to say anything in her memory. Quite honestly, I would have been too choked up to attempt it. Her sister was appreciative of my presence as were most of the other "mourners". Every family has one, Patti, her niece was the cold one. Aloof. Was it because of
Thans for the help Danny
In that case, (lol) let me rephrase it: Lastly, regarding your bisexual friend, this girl just plain likes to have sex period!
Carebear....I do not usually reply to messages, however.....if I can open your eyes up a little it will be worth it. I am one of those born gay homosexuals. Life would have been soooo much easier for me, and just about every other gay person that I know, if we were straight. You have no idea what it is like to live your life in "the closet", for fear of being attacked physically and/or verbally. You , carebear, have the ability to say what is on
Carebear....I do not usually reply to messages, however.....if I can open your eyes up a little it will be worth it. I am one of those born gay homosexuals. Life would have been soooo much easier for me, and just about every other gay person that I know, if we were straight. You have no idea what it is like to live your life in "the closet", for fear of being attacked physically and/or verbally. You , carebear, have the ability to say what is on y
Your "blog" is so beautifuly written. Having taken soooo many years of French lessons, for so few credits, I was attracted to its title never imagining the subject matter would be so different from what I imagined it would be. Once I started reading I couldn't stop, half expecting that as I scrolled down, I would read of your decission to not join the order. In this case it was a wonderful surprise to see that you were guided to stay with th
I just got the call from her sister. She is finally out of pain. What a horrible death, lingering pain even with all of the meds. She didn't deserve that. Sylvia was a sweet woman that didn't have any children of her own. When I met her twentyish years ago, we were neighbors in New York. I had just moved back from a four year stint in Michigan with my beautifu
I was born weighing in at nine pounds. By the time kindergarten rolled around, I rolled in at 75 lbs. I don't know how much I weighed in Junior High, but I do remember my mother taking me to Dr. Baum. Hmmm....some thyroid pills, and..some hormones as well (let's get the male hormones a little higher) and now, throw in some diet pills ( "take them around 11 a.m.)<BR
Open School Week...how I dreaded it. What was my mother going to hear? I was a decent student, BUT....my mother always would be disappointed if I didn't get the 100% on the test. She didn't punish with hitting. She punished with "the look". The look of disappointment. I remember the first feeling of a knot in my stomach when I was around eight years old. It is still with me
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