The Saddest Word..

[k¡tty]

Goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear
Goodbye's the last time I will hold you near
Someday you'll say that word and I will cry
It'll break my heart to hear you say goodbye










What was the saddest goodbye you've ever had?

 

[Cleopatra]

What was the saddest goodbye you've ever had?

Saying goodbye to a closed coffin, because I didn't say it before, when I had the chance.

 

[HeavyStick]

What was the saddest goodbye you've ever had?

Leaving for Marine Bootcamp, my personal relationships changed for ever.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

The only thing sadder than a goodbye is no goodbye...when someone just drifts away, and they are gone before you can say goodbye.

 

[KillerMuffin]

When I was 19. I had to watch my StudMuffin walk through the front door on his way to war. I sat through months of CNN broadcasts, just waiting for the chaplain to knock on my front door. I knew where he was and what he did in the Army.

I just can't imagine what it was like for my mother-in-law who waited for years while her man was in Vietnam.

There are days when I think I'll be watching the StudMuffin shrug the uniform back on and head off to war again.

 

[k¡tty]

I've been fortunate that I haven't had anyone near and dear to me pass away..



Mine is not knowing that it would be my last goodbye.. that circumstances would come into play.

 

[k¡tty]

When I was 19. I had to watch my StudMuffin walk through the front door on his way to war. I sat through months of CNN broadcasts, just waiting for the chaplain to knock on my front door. I knew where he was and what he did in the Army.

I just can't imagine what it was like for my mother-in-law who waited for years while her man was in Vietnam.

There are days when I think I'll be watching the StudMuffin shrug the uniform back on and head off to war again.

My thoughts were along this line when I started the thread.


Two of my closet friends are now overseas.. and we didn't know that it was going to happen the last time we spoke. So it was only a casual "Talk with you tomorrow".

 

[Ham Murabi]

The saddest words I'll ever hear,
Relate to running out of beer.
Rather than drown myself in pity,
I'll turn my attention to a sexy Kitty.

 

[KillerMuffin]

That's the problem with military men. They always leave you, and when they do, they can't always promise to come back alive. And you sit there, terrified, trying to think of anything else, do anything else to keep your mind off of it. And you can, most of the day. Except at night when you're trying to fall asleep.

It's hard enough when they're friends.

I wish that all of them will come home again safe and sound. My thoughts are with your friends. If you've got their addresses, write them frequently. Tell them about the weather, what you do during the day, inane things like who won the little league game and gossip. Anysoldier mail piles up, but the most important mail comes from people who love them because they can feel a connection with home and they know someone cares in a solid way. Of course, you probably already knew this and I'm preaching to the converted.

 

[HeavyStick]

When my gramma passed away I felt better when I was able to lean forward and kiss her urn. I told her goodbye and I was glad to know she wasn't suffering anymore.

 

[HeavyStick]

That's the problem with military men. They always leave you, and when they do, they can't always promise to come back alive. And you sit there, terrified, trying to think of anything else, do anything else to keep your mind off of it. And you can, most of the day. Except at night when you're trying to fall asleep.

That's why I try to avoid relationships. I retire in 8 years. I'll be 39. I'll have all the time in the world to invest into a lady. Right now my future is too unpredictable.

It sucks sleeping in an empty bed.

I wanna spoon and cuddle and serve breakfast in bed.

*sigh*

My time will come though. It'll be worth it.

 

[LukkyKnight]

What was the saddest goodbye you've ever had?

I lost a friend I never met, once. I had reached out and embraced magic, and it all fell apart. Trust crumbled, and in the way one event leads to another the pain got so out of hand I was told don't come around here.

I lost a friend I never met, and now I never will.

 

[k¡tty]

That's the problem with military men. They always leave you, and when they do, they can't always promise to come back alive. And you sit there, terrified, trying to think of anything else, do anything else to keep your mind off of it. And you can, most of the day. Except at night when you're trying to fall asleep.

It's hard enough when they're friends.

I wish that all of them will come home again safe and sound. My thoughts are with your friends. If you've got their addresses, write them frequently. Tell them about the weather, what you do during the day, inane things like who won the little league game and gossip. Anysoldier mail piles up, but the most important mail comes from people who love them because they can feel a connection with home and they know someone cares in a solid way. Of course, you probably already knew this and I'm preaching to the converted.

I know that I'm making myself sick with worrying.. and they'd bitch at me for doing so. lol

My friend Steve can't tell anyone where he is or what he's doing.. so I can't reach him other than through email and he hasn't checked that since the middle of December. Even just one word would make me feel better.. sadly I send him ecards that will notify me if they are picked up. I know that I'm on his list to be notified and I try to hold onto the fact that I haven't been.. yet.

My other friend Shaun sent home a letter to his brother and requested that he not tell me where he was or what was going on, because he said that I had too much on my plate without worrying. Thankfully his brother didn't listen to him and showed it to me. I'm going to try and sweet talk that addy out of him so that I can start sending him letters.

I truly hope that all of your friends make it back home safe and sound.. and that you won't have to go through sending your husband back off.

 

[Johnny Mayberry]

This puts me in mind of a training accident...sometime during teh night, someone fired a flare in the path of a helicopter, which swerved into the path of another...We waited, not knowing, already mourning the lost souls...then learning that one of them was one of ours. An even longer wait, while we struggled to deal with the horror, wondering who it was...and the sadness(and sick sort of relief?) when we learned who it was. The very worst was the memorial service, at which our commanding officer started out by getting his name wrong, and proceeded to use teh service as a re-enlistment drive. Our sadness was mixed with rage, as we were left with the bitter taste of a death used to promote an agenda that our friend would never have supported.

Damn, yeah, I know the feeling of not being able to say a proper goodbye.

 

[PoliteSuccubus]

The last time I had sex my ex said "Don't worry, there will be more later."

We were separated at the time. My daughter would call him every night to say goodnight. Then one night he wasn't there. I called his work, he'd quit. I called his apt manager, he'd moved.

Disappeared.

So I called his best friend, who told me he promsied not to tell, but about twenty mintues later the best friends girlfriend called and said that my ex had gotten a 16 yo girl pregent and moved down to where she lived.

I was hurt of course, but I was and still am expressily pissed that he abandonded his daughter. At three years old she developed an ulser. She was so mad she said, at three years old, "I don't want to be (his last name) anymore, I want to be a (my parents last name)!"

No goodbye is worse.

When my friends and family go on long trips I make it a point of spending some time with them, hopefully a day, and tell them how much I care about them. No one ever knows what may happen, and I don't want them to ever NOT know how I feel. They may be the one on the trip, but I may be the one who dies or goes into a coma. So I tell as many people I can how I feel about them.

 

[70/30]

I need a catalyst--certain things do it

Desperados Waiting for a Train performed by Jerry Jeff Walker
song by Guy Clark

I played the Red River Valley
He'd sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
And wonder, "Lord, why has every well I've drilled gone dry?"

We were friends, me and this old man
We's like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train

He's a drifter, a driller of oil wells
He's an old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives was like, some old Western movie
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train

From the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
There was old men with beer guts and dominos
Lying 'bout their lives while they played
I was just a kid, they all called me "Sidekick"
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train

One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
He's got brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he was a hero of this country
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Jus' like desperados waitin' for a train
Like a desperado waitin' for a train

The day 'fore he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was almost gone.
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang one more verse to that old song

(spoken) Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'

We're desperados waitin' for a train
Was like desperados waitin' for a train. (x4)

 

[k¡tty]

heh Thanks Ham.. I think. ;-P



I can understand that Heavy.. my best friends nanna passed away 2 winters ago and while she was devastated she knew she was in a much better place. She was no longer in pain.

As to the not having someone because of that fear.. well I get the reasonings. Just be careful not to close yourself off for good in the next 8 years.


I can relate on a level to what you're saying Lukky. I lost someone that I never touched, smelled or saw up close and personal. Some might say that is silly and wonder how you can feel pain from losing something that you never truly had.. but you can.


Ouch PoliteSuccubus .. I could use the trite response and say that she didn't need him in her life anyway, but that would be a lie.

 

[HeavyStick]

As to the not having someone because of that fear.. well I get the reasonings. Just be careful not to close yourself off for good in the next 8 years.

I won't sabotage the relationship. I just won't be active to settle down. I make intentions known from the beginning. No secrets.

 

[k¡tty]

I won't sabotage the relationship. I just won't be active to settle down. I make intentions known from the beginning. No secrets.

Which is fair.



For myself.. I'm not looking for a relationship, much less a serious one. But I'm not closing myself off from it if it happens. Always making things known up front.

 

[HeavyStick]

Which is fair.



For myself.. I'm not looking for a relationship, much less a serious one. But I'm not closing myself off from it if it happens. Always making things known up front.

So what are you doing for the next 8 years?

;-)

 

[k¡tty]

So what are you doing for the next 8 years?

;-)

Needing just a toy to play with until you get out and can be find someone to be serious with? ;-)

 

[Guest]

Two moments stand out as the saddest in my life. The first being when my best friend of 18 years died of cancer in 1997. I was in the room with her and her 9 year old daughter when she passed...The second was when my Grandmother was murdered in 2000...she and I were so close, and I miss her terribly...