MagicaPractica
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hope she finds her back home Magica.![]()
Sending good and hopeful thoughts to you and her![]()
Thank you, but she's been gone a week. I don't hold out much hope.
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hope she finds her back home Magica.![]()
Sending good and hopeful thoughts to you and her![]()

I think I should come to terms with this rain never stopping.
or possibly moving to the desert....



An aquaintance of mine said to me that it is worse to lose your child after knowing them than to lose them shortly after birth.
My two thoughts were that I wished I could have had as much time with them as possible before they died....
and that since when did having your child die become a competition?
Your child is dead, nothing is worse than that.![]()

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An acquaintance of mine once said that at least I'd never known the pain of losing a child, after learning I'd had a mid-term miscarriage. People are thoughtlessly hurtful, but usually not cruel. I'm sorry for your loss.



I feel.....odd.
I had a really great friend in college. He was a Sigma Chi, I was a Little Sigma. We partied our asses off every chance we got, and he was the one that held me when I cried after my father died. There was never even a slight hint of anything sexual between us, we were just best buddies.
I remember him singing Big Balls at the top of his lungs on the way home from an away football game, windows open in that crappy mustang he had, and me laughing so hard I thought I was gonna pee in my pants. I once set six white mice loose in his room after the Casino Night mice races were over, and he'd passed out from too much Jack Daniels.
I haven't talked to him in probably twenty years, but we "friended" each other on Facebook, sent the very occasional "hi" back and forth. He had a fifteen-year-old daughter.
I just found out, like fifteen minutes ago, that he's died.
Damn it.




I feel.....odd.
I had a really great friend in college. He was a Sigma Chi, I was a Little Sigma. We partied our asses off every chance we got, and he was the one that held me when I cried after my father died. There was never even a slight hint of anything sexual between us, we were just best buddies.
I remember him singing Big Balls at the top of his lungs on the way home from an away football game, windows open in that crappy mustang he had, and me laughing so hard I thought I was gonna pee in my pants. I once set six white mice loose in his room after the Casino Night mice races were over, and he'd passed out from too much Jack Daniels.
I haven't talked to him in probably twenty years, but we "friended" each other on Facebook, sent the very occasional "hi" back and forth. He had a fifteen-year-old daughter.
I just found out, like fifteen minutes ago, that he's died.
Damn it.

I feel.....odd.
I had a really great friend in college. He was a Sigma Chi, I was a Little Sigma. We partied our asses off every chance we got, and he was the one that held me when I cried after my father died. There was never even a slight hint of anything sexual between us, we were just best buddies.
I remember him singing Big Balls at the top of his lungs on the way home from an away football game, windows open in that crappy mustang he had, and me laughing so hard I thought I was gonna pee in my pants. I once set six white mice loose in his room after the Casino Night mice races were over, and he'd passed out from too much Jack Daniels.
I haven't talked to him in probably twenty years, but we "friended" each other on Facebook, sent the very occasional "hi" back and forth. He had a fifteen-year-old daughter.
I just found out, like fifteen minutes ago, that he's died.
Damn it.

I feel.....odd.
I had a really great friend in college. He was a Sigma Chi, I was a Little Sigma. We partied our asses off every chance we got, and he was the one that held me when I cried after my father died. There was never even a slight hint of anything sexual between us, we were just best buddies.
I remember him singing Big Balls at the top of his lungs on the way home from an away football game, windows open in that crappy mustang he had, and me laughing so hard I thought I was gonna pee in my pants. I once set six white mice loose in his room after the Casino Night mice races were over, and he'd passed out from too much Jack Daniels.
I haven't talked to him in probably twenty years, but we "friended" each other on Facebook, sent the very occasional "hi" back and forth. He had a fifteen-year-old daughter.
I just found out, like fifteen minutes ago, that he's died.
Damn it.

The key to eating oysters is not to look at them.
Yes, probably, unless you don't meet the qualifications. You definitely will not get the grant without the app.
Blurt: Is it even worth bothering with this grant app?
No, we often don't. I have "seek to understand" as part of my lifeplan because it is so easy to just NOT. Big hugs to you!!People just do not think, ya know?
HUGS![]()

My thoughts to you, Cloudy.I feel.....odd.
Damn it.
I feel.....odd.(...)
I just found out, like fifteen minutes ago, that he's died.
Damn it.
