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For some reason I am reminiscing...of all things...tripping and listening to Carol King while shooting off fireworks...

Yeah...it wasn't all bad times...





*but I still wish his dick would rot off*
 
Life is so very precarious. My boss is barely five years older than I am. Today she got a call about 3 pm that her brother was having a massive heart attack. We took a couple breaths together, she asked me to handle things and she was gone to the hospital. An hour later we got the call that he was gone. I can't even imagine losing one of my brothers. I hope she's okay, or as okay as she can be.
 
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.:(:(:(
 
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.:(:(:(

:rose::rose:

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.
 
:rose::rose:

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.

People just do not think, ya know?


HUGS:rose::rose::rose:
 
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.
 
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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.

:rose::rose::rose::heart:
Very sad... obviously the man was far too young to die.
 
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.


How tragic. :rose:



BLURT: I'm completely exhausted and wish more than anything I had a masseuse to come and rub away all my stress.
 
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.

It's so sad to hear about friends like that. Without any warning, a message comes to say that and it leaves us with a large gap in our lives that we have to fill in with memories now. The space that was reserved for future events together, becomes a memorial to them in our hearts. Sorry to hear of your loss Cloudy:rose:
 
As you get older, Death becomes inevitable. :rolleyes:

All the good people are dying and the assholes live on, an on, an on.
 
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.
:rose:


Blurt: Is it even worth bothering with this grant app?
 
Do it for everyone except me. I guess that tells me what I've known all along.

Surprised? No.

Hurt? Hell yes.
 
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Blurt: Is it even worth bothering with this grant app?
Yes, probably, unless you don't meet the qualifications. You definitely will not get the grant without the app. :rose:

Nice to see you, lovely woman!
People just do not think, ya know?


HUGS:rose::rose::rose:
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!! :rose:
I feel.....odd.

Damn it.
My thoughts to you, Cloudy.

Life is fragile and in my experience it has been the loss of someone I cared for, but tended to think of as just "out there, living" that sang the life is fragile message in my ear. Even more than the loss of someone close to us, which is so frequently clouded by such a lot of pain in dealing with the loss.
 
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