(Workin' on de books where) I gon tell you stories - true, true stories - like me gran'pa and me nanee and cha cha used to do, and they ancestors too.
Take half, leave half, cry or laff, enjoy the gyaff. What you learn is up to you.
Chocolate? Nah! xx
JohnG, nah. A terrible thing happened to someone near here, and it made me very sad, then I realised, getting depressed about it wouldn't help me. I decided to be grateful that I'm alive.I had warm almond milk with cocoa, mmmmmm.
I had some bad news about good friends as well two days ago. I know how you feel, and ...Yes, being grateful is important, enjoying the good things, big and small, like almond milk with cocoa.Sending you good ciber vibes.
A sense of mortality always gives us a jolt. I'm glad you're alive too :)
Kim, doesn't it just? And worse when it's suicide.And thank you :-)Miss Footloose, I'm so sorry about your bad news, I hope you feel better soon. You have such an 'aliveness' about you.
Suicide always leaves us wondering what we could have said or done differently, that would have prevented it. Even if we barely knew the person, the thought lingers. The more we knew them, the stronger the feeling.And sometimes it repels us.And sometimes we hear the siren song.But always it makes us ponder.Warm almond milk with cocoa sounds good.((hugs))
Kim, thank you so much for this. He's someone who always said to me, 'Morning', meaning, 'good morning', and his smile was warm, friendly, he was 70-something. And I've been thinking, If only I'd known...And now you say, even if we barely knew the person, the thought always lingers.So now I understand!Thank you for taking the time to explain.
I wish you well. But be careful what you wish for.
Maybe it's because I'm old and and going going senile(seriously!) that I don't understand, but your post and the comments about it don't make any sense to me. Have I missed something? Perhaps someone will explain it to me?
Ok Keith, I used to say hello, good morning to an elderly man, and he'd always had a happy smile, friendly. Then he put a gun in his mouth, pulled the trigger. It was making me feel really down. I worked my way out of the blues, and I was grateful. Kim's comments helped me to understand a bit more.
Vest, my wishes are very simple, what most normal people hope for.
Yes! It's beautiful when we have something to look forward to. I have so much to look forward to that it overwhelms me joy. Enjoy your day, GG!
Stephen, oh, I know that 'overwhelmed' feeling, joy joy!
My mantra has always been - work hard but whatever life throws at you always have something to look forward to.I loved the music especially the Indian influence.May the 'morning' greeter rest in peace.I can understand Keith's confusion because people often pick up on different points and sometimes it is difficult to connect the comments to the post. That's life in blogland. Hurrah!
Pat, that's my mantra too, have something to look forward to. But the people who cannot see anything else but their sadness...how heartbreaking. I also hope he rests in peace.I understand Keith's confusion, it's like joining in a conversation at some point later on, trying to figure out what's going on.
our friend Cadiz posted on facebook recently that when terrible things happen for some reason they evoke deep gratitude. I agree. After all life ain't no cruise ship.
Ale, Cadiz is right, I'd never thought of that before, but it makes sense.Hmmm, even cruise ships these days have problems...
oh gg, i'm so sorry to hear about your friend. it's very good that the situation making you thankful to be here. i know we're all thankful that you're here!this was the link ale mentioned that i posted. How to Turn Negative Emotions into Your Greatest Advantage.
Cadiz, he wasn't even my friend, I'd pass him in the mornings, on walks. I think suicide is always a dreadful shock. But as the article says...which reminds me, Norman Vincent Peale used to say the same. I'm such a big fan of Norman Vincent Peale!
Oh G~G... :( I'm so sad to read about the old man. I never think suicide is wrong, just a soul hurting too much to bear it any more. Hope... a longing. I love that. It is painful and perfect at the same time. Wishing you brighter days and sunshine in your soul. x
One thing we have in common is, that in the main we reply to our readers comments, read my blog.plse!
Arezou. It means "Dream music".
I got here late but, for me, where there is a place to read GG's words and hear wonderful music, there lies hope. I am sorry for your loss, even though you didn't 'know' him. hugs and love x
Zooms, I was listening to Mumford last night, and have been talking about your island, and wondering how you're doing. I see you're writing a lot, oh good, my weekend read!Thank you for your lovely words about my writing xKeith, I saw that meaning, and others too! Language, so many layers of meanings, no wonder people misunderstand each other.Vest, most bloggers reply to each other :-)Michelle, everybody who knows him says how he must have suffered. Thank you for your lovely wishes, I truly appreciate them x
I like the music! Enjoy your day, GG.
Stephen, I had a great day, thank you :-)
Me too feeling that way these days :)Thanks for sharing the music.
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