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Jackie Moranty: i apoligize for blockheads like that. they make the good men in this world look bad. hang in there dear heart. you will find that special spark of life and love.
Jackie it sounds like you are coming to terms with your own worth. I hope you meet someone who will wnat to know all the details ofyour life. I ahve been lucky there and thank my stars forit every day. Maralee
I'm just hoping that if Mr. Right shows up with me sleeping in the chair he'll say, "Honey, you go take a shower and go to bed, I'll take over for the next 12 hours. . . " THAT would be wonderful. LOL Jackie
Oh LOL Jackie, when you wake up in your kitchen chair after falling asleep in your overalls, MR Right will be cooking you pancakes and waffles and all kinds of heart clogging comfort foods. :-) One can hope, anyway. I think beelining it outta there was your best choice; there's no sense trying to keep something going with someone who doesn't have the depth to find out "who" you are. Doesn't make it hurt less, but maybe it helps to keep reminding oneself of that... ::sigh::
This was a very touching poem. Once more, you tapped into readers' emotions, judging by all the "I feel your pain" comments.
:-) Nan
Oh, Robert, it's just another day in paradise. I've got people trying to set me up all over the place and I'm a little burned out on it. I'm going to get out there and chase a few cows and get over it. Jackie
You and Bob are both right, it's those little things that make any relationship work. It's those little things that hurt the worst when they're not recognized, too. Jackie
I tried Jackie....I really tried. After all the support you gave me this week, I wanted to do a favour back. I hope that the wind spirits hear me and let you get out to ride!
The poem is very powerful. You are so correct, the work, the mad-on's and all that stuff...it doesn't really matter in the end. In the end are the emotions, the little things that matter. It's those little things that hit with the heart and soul, that connect two people together. Without the depth there isn't a relationship - either it's a superficial friendship or a counselling relationship. It's not much more.
Ok, I wrote a book **g** Can you tell this really touched me deeply? Great write!
Sometimes the little things count the most... and hurt the most when they're not recognized. I hesitate to say 'nice read' because I felt your pain, but it was quite effective in conveying your mood. Take heart, the winds are blowing even now. Thanks for sharing this with us.
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