tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post6427331088290204364..comments2023-10-07T03:28:31.796-07:00Comments on FORCA: The importance of goodbyeAudreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14719984917185676736noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-43061726356774303402008-03-02T09:58:00.000-08:002008-03-02T09:58:00.000-08:00wishing I was nearer to take your hand and take yo...wishing I was nearer to take your hand and take you for some nice walk where we could have tea, do some stupid shopping and chat about useless things...to forget life and difficulties and men and...<BR/>send you a sunday kiss...<BR/>peacefulPeaceful/Paisiblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08999583789873241559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-38180971847782469752008-02-19T13:11:00.000-08:002008-02-19T13:11:00.000-08:00Thanks Gleds that song just encapsulates the situa...Thanks Gleds that song just encapsulates the situation perfectly,it was quite affirming. Goodbyes are not always easy but very important how we handle them..:)Audreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14719984917185676736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-62855934490356126212008-02-18T08:47:00.000-08:002008-02-18T08:47:00.000-08:00I PUT THAT MADONNA THING UP. SPECIALLY FOR YOU!! E...I PUT THAT MADONNA THING UP. SPECIALLY FOR YOU!! ENJOY...<BR/><BR/>;->...Gledwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09308172310486574510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-86579290204943765672008-02-18T08:41:00.000-08:002008-02-18T08:41:00.000-08:00That is a beautiful post...d'you know that song my...That is a beautiful post...<BR/><BR/>d'you know that song my Madonna: the Power of Goodbye... that quite aptly sums up some similar sentiments...<BR/><BR/>;->...<BR/><BR/>(I will try and post it up today...)Gledwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09308172310486574510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-51993125099516362652008-02-11T23:53:00.000-08:002008-02-11T23:53:00.000-08:00My dearest Stewart Thankyou for coming to sit with...My dearest Stewart Thankyou for coming to sit with me a little while, it means a lot as I sense you are perhaps feeling drained mentally and physically, take care and rest well if you can<BR/><BR/>Your words and openess are as always healing and soothing making them all the more precious that you give when you perhaps need for yourself.<BR/><BR/>I have always fought my mothers motto that "all men are the same", refused to believe even as a child, its simply not true. All men are human, some more in touch with their sense of a humanity and what it means than others perhaps, but very true for me non the less.<BR/><BR/>Mens hearts bruise and can get crushed just as easily as a womans and I always felt that Alan was a classic case of a man who had lived this experience. I knew he was a sensitive soul and having met his ex wife could understand why. The acid toungue the public humiliation of his very centre. I told him gently on a couple of occassions that although she had divorced him, he was still emotionally married to her in a sense, in his responses to me at times, one could sense his fear and panic at times<BR/><BR/>Yet he was most of the time very much in touch with his centre, and a warm, affectionate and loving man with a deep need perhaps even longing to have that recognised and appreciated. He had a deep need to be needed.<BR/><BR/>For me the hardest lesson was allowing a man to enter into my very strong independant mind where I had to be responsible for keeping it all together as there had never been any man in my life before who I could trust to depend upon...truly. I too had to emotionally divorce my husband and my father and learn to trust, learn to become interdependant, partnership and romance. It was sweet and real and I will never forget it.<BR/><BR/>Despite the pain of losing him, part of me half expected it, perhaps a self fullfilling prophecy who knows, as Alan put up with interference from my ex in the most henous way, and did so with a patience that humbled and astounded me, another thing I will always remember about him. <BR/><BR/>Circumstances can be overwhelming at times, loves gets lost amid the mire and sometimes people feel they cant find their way back to it, but real love, the kind I want and need, never dies,its always there the silver dollar shining in the sh.t of our lives, one has to be prepared to get ones hands dirty in order to recover and claim it I believe.<BR/><BR/>Regarding Ana's belief in you, a brave woman will never lie to herself, not where love is concerned and Ana is one brave woman, with a wise soul and a big heart, dont know if she would agree but too sit with anything other than the truth is more painful at the end of the day, than to sit with your love for another, no matter what the circumstances.<BR/><BR/>Time Stewart may flee and times there seems as if there is never enough, but love stays and can always be found if we have the courage to look inside and not destroy the good in ourselves and it frees us, doesnt keep us prisoner, I think thats a choice we make ourselves.<BR/><BR/>May your days become lighter, somehow, little by little. Be gentle with yourself my friend.<BR/><BR/>Much love to you xxxxxx AudsAudreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14719984917185676736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983510382160531956.post-84305918305813064452008-02-11T12:33:00.000-08:002008-02-11T12:33:00.000-08:00My truly dear, much appreciated friend, I just fou...My truly dear, much appreciated friend, I just found my way in here, as I was about to start something else. I have to transcribe what I wrote to you sitting my the river today into this box of tricks that feels like it has turned into another stick to beat me.<BR/>But first, I came here to check.<BR/>I read, no drank, all of your words & the quotes. I hadn't forgotten, not once, that you were supposed to turn the final page of the marriage this month. <BR/>I naturally wasn't expecting this bearing of what happened with Alan, the kind of sad details. It reminded me of something I'd long forgotten. Your paragraph starting "I have I suppose....", then later, the "I have no doubt...".<BR/>I was still quite young when I remarked that I had observed no relationship separation - marital, or non - that did not occur without <BR/>that "security blanket", that shiny new "loving breast" (it was almost always the male fleeing the nest in those days)in place. It seemed to me that the protagonist simply lacked the courage to base the split on the truth. It was much easier & more convenient to just believe "I have a new love; the old one os jaded, dead. If I don'«t escape now, I'm a fool". And they were fools, as time would usually tell. <BR/>Dishonesty. Cowardice.<BR/>And me? Fast-forward through 17 faithful years and did I do any different? I went mad. That is different. There were close female friends who jumped at the opportunity (jealousy-inspired?)to turn suddenly to despising the me that had loved as a friend and say:"There you are, then. Even him. he's just the same as all the rest of the men,after all" Only, Ana wouldn't here of it from them. It i not to say here whether she was right or wrong to defend me, but she knew what had led up to it, and that I was ill.<BR/>Imperfect beings, all of us.<BR/>You I have nothing but admiration for. That you are able to look right at it, at the whole picture, dissect it and see it for what it is. Then express it in a totally plausible, credible way.<BR/>You have what I have almost totally lost now, lucidity to articulate what you see.<BR/>You will be hearing from me in the not too distant future. As I wrote this mroning, you have to know that it requires a monumental effort now. If it idn't, then I would NEVER have fallen so silent. More silent than in all my lifetime. Something is very wrong indeed in me & nothing can or will put it right. <BR/>It is a sorry story you have narrated and shared here. Not about you, but about masses of people & stuff. The one good thing is (I sincerely hope I am correct)you DO have the força! <BR/>There is a light that burns out of you through your words that is nothing but a force and a will for good, for opening up, eyes and heart open and going forward. The human touch.<BR/>Can we all tag along? I don't want a security blanket. I just want a truth and peace of mind, without which we are really nothing, have really nothing. <BR/><BR/>With all my love, and yearnings for your well-being<BR/><BR/>StewxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIcarushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08516491146437398690noreply@blogger.com