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understand Cyg and that is OK. You do what you got to do. I can still speak my own blessings to you... can't stop me na, na, na, na! LOL!

I doesn’t bother me if I’m prayed for, as it does you well and doesn’t pick my pocket. lol
It’s always a pleasure and I’m always honored to be your friend.

sounds like a fair deal... thanks my friend. But I still have a conversation question waiting you on the other thread... you will answer one way or other... and by no anwer I will have mine. LOL

I gave it. lol
You’re welcome. 🙂

Very sorry for your loss .....
One of my buds shot himself at age 15. I often wonder why someone so young could give up so easily.
I never saw it coming.

So sorry you carry that grief.

It’s fine. I just needed to vent to someone and that’s hard for me to do when I’ve always  felt like I was at fault when I wasn’t there to prevent what happened.

It happened because he had gone to the same party and I knew he would be in danger, as we all knew he would do some crazy things once he was high as a kite and a few of us looked out for him and it worked. However, I told my friend hosting said party, I will call (Greg) to take my close friends keys once he arrived because we knew he was ready to get stoned. But amid having all the things going on around him, Greg forgot and carried on getting sidetracked, so I know it wasn’t his fault when I could have been there earlier, I however, was really busy at the time and wasn’t even thinking about it when I should have. 

And you’re not alone with a friend shooting him self, but I know he loved his wife and child very dearly and put an end to himself by his .357 Magnum revolver to his head.
I guess he felt as I do about his love for his wife and child just as I do when you carry very deep feelings for your mate and child that you feel you can’t live without them. So I understand this when I wish he hadn’t. But he and his wonderful family are gone and no one saw it coming. He was very good at hiding his feelings.

He left a note for his sister because he knew she was to arrive the day he shot himself. So you can imagine how his sister felt once she came and saw his lifeless body on the living room floor ... but she’s dealing with the loss as best she can. She’s a strong woman and I admire her for her courage.
He too was a close friend from my childhood.

This incident happened not long ago and triggered my pain for both friends I lost.

Some are just good at hiding their pain.

Thank you for your kind words, and your time.

Sorry for everyone's loss here.
Thank you for sharing your life's stories with one another.
Makes us cherish each day above ground, and be thankful for the loving hearts that surround each one of in pushing forward along our journey through life.
We are never alone..

I agree...we are never alone.
I’m thankful for having the love of my life and my little one that’s all grown up now and getting ready for college.
They are what keeps me around as well as mother, siblings and a few friends.

Thank you for your kind words.

~ Summer Lemonade Stands ~

I remember a story where the City closed a "kid" down for not obtaining a "Business License" beforehand.
Trump, rings a bell..

Really? How heartless is that?
And yes, Trump comes to mind.

I remember putting up a water, lemonade, soda and tea stand where myself and a friend would make a small profit from the drinks. It was lots of fun and we could go buy some things after selling almost everything we had. (Always kept some for ourselves, lol!)

And, I thank you for yours along my travels.

We all cherish the same things in life:
Family, friends, love, and time to do such..

I fully agree. It’s all that keeps me here to stay even when bad things happen.

For many years...Every Easter my dad would buy me a Gardenia corsage to wear to church.

And, most every summer I got 2 new pair of Keds sneakers. One pair red and one pair white. The red ones I insisted on, the white ones my mom insisted on.


I also remember the, folded into a bulky square, newspaper, the sound of it, hitting our screen door/storm door with a thud.


I lived beside a church and every Summer there was an ice cream social. All the ladies of the church would bake their specialty dessert, my grandma would bake her pineapple upside cake...the only choice for me,..and everyone would get the dessert of choice, a bottle of Soda pop and a little square of ice cream wrapped in paper.


All...memories of much happier times.


WhenI was kid I never ever feared that someone would come into my church or school and try to kill me and my friends and teacher.

You’ve had a good childhood and I too like to reflect on those good memories in life with the people and places burned into your psyche are the moments I too treasure.

I’ll tell a story later about being in church with some mischief going on. lol
Thanks for telling your story.

My "good" childhood wasn't so good after that little episode.

Shoes in the summer was a luxury not afforded to me.

I too came from a very poor family that hardly had anything, but my mom worked two jobs and did everything she could so we could have a few nice things.
And I had only one pair of shoes.