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In_The_Wind

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July 10, 2013

What kind of job is it ? Oh and congratulations to her.

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Member since: Tue Jul 9, 2013, 08:15 AM

July 10, 2013

You and I used to chat on the phone, can provide a DU link about that fact.

Your very lovely photo on a DU thread earlier this year is the same person who is in my group photos.

I wish you the very best in your life T A.

BTW ... you may not remember suggesting that I should call AirmensMom again but she remembers you.

July 10, 2013

Sorry that your memory is failing.

I can describe you and your car, still have your cell phone number, the Christmas card you mailed to me. Your photo from the visit to Tennessee is in my photo bucket. It's a group shot with billyskank, AirmensMom. I also have the photos of you, MissHoneychurch and AirmensMom.

You also met the DUer Jeff R in 2010.

July 10, 2013

I try to look on the bright side and leave the bad memories in the past where they belong.

When I was in college, as long as we did the very few required courses, everything else was what we wanted to learn about. All I studied was Philosophy, Sociology, Psychology.



By the time I was 21, my childhood was lost. I wanted answers. I searched everywhere. Sought answers through professionals. Got nowhere. Until one day when I was 50. I saw very clearly patterns in my life repeating themselves. So, I returned to a therapist a few years after I stopped seeing her. She did me a favor pointing out things I had shared with her in our past visits. I really hated facing the horrible truths about my childhood. We often choose to forget that which is too painful to remember. However, the truth will set us free to heal and go forward.

Philosophy comes naturally to me. I don't bemoan the past. I learn from it. The last lesson I needed to learn was to stand my ground against bullies everywhere. In the past. I fought for others, now I fight for myself. It's the only way I'll go forward peacefully.

If my strength, my knowledge, can help others ... it's worth what I have experienced.
July 10, 2013

MY life ... if I do nothing for the remainder of my days, I've done far more than most ...

running from my childhood toward the illusion of happier days.

July 10, 2013

There's no going back




July 10, 2013

Vacationing with DUers from other locations.

Driving Miss Honeychurch and billysank around to meet DUers on the way to visit with AirmensMom and harleydad was great. Tuesday Afternoon joined us on two of those visits.

Sugar Smack and I spent 3 weeks on vacation in Islamorada back in 2006.
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July 9, 2013

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Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
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About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!
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