What feeds your soul?

silverwhisper said:
right now: a slice of a flourless chocolate cake with real whipped cream and cinnamon. yes, cinnamon.

my wife kicks ass!

ed

ohhh...chocolate and cinnamon...yeah..your wife kicks ass.
 
Scalywag said:
WFMS: The sense of community here, even though i don't know any of you in person.

we share our thoughts, our experiences, and special moments.
we share the things that get us angry, what we like to eat, what we like to drink.
we share the music we enjoy listening to, and don't enjoy listening to.
we share our strength when someone is in need, we share our pain when we are that someone
we share little things that help shape the imagery of ourselves
we share little bits of our lives, though we keep some for ourselves.
we share a little razzing of each other from time to time

we share friendship.
*stops making rabbit ears behind Scalywags head & nods sagely*
 
Scalywag said:
WFMS: The sense of community here, even though i don't know any of you in person.

we share our thoughts, our experiences, and special moments.
we share the things that get us angry, what we like to eat, what we like to drink.
we share the music we enjoy listening to, and don't enjoy listening to.
we share our strength when someone is in need, we share our pain when we are that someone
we share little things that help shape the imagery of ourselves
we share little bits of our lives, though we keep some for ourselves.
we share a little razzing of each other from time to time

we share friendship.

Tonight that makes me tear up. {{{{MrWag}}}}
 
Scalywag said:
WFMS: The sense of community here, even though i don't know any of you in person.

we share our thoughts, our experiences, and special moments.
we share the things that get us angry, what we like to eat, what we like to drink.
we share the music we enjoy listening to, and don't enjoy listening to.
we share our strength when someone is in need, we share our pain when we are that someone
we share little things that help shape the imagery of ourselves
we share little bits of our lives, though we keep some for ourselves.
we share a little razzing of each other from time to time

we share friendship.


Isn't life grand...
 
Scalywag said:
WFMS: The sense of community here, even though i don't know any of you in person.

we share our thoughts, our experiences, and special moments.
we share the things that get us angry, what we like to eat, what we like to drink.
we share the music we enjoy listening to, and don't enjoy listening to.
we share our strength when someone is in need, we share our pain when we are that someone
we share little things that help shape the imagery of ourselves
we share little bits of our lives, though we keep some for ourselves.
we share a little razzing of each other from time to time

we share friendship.


Very :cool: Mr Wag and although it does indeed feed my soul, I have to say that this
Verbiwhore said:
*stops making rabbit ears behind Scalywags head & nods sagely*
just cracked me up, just what we need, another smartarse. ;)
 
This is one from a few weeks ago and the fact that I still feel all this feeds my soul even more.

One occurrence, several feedings.

A simple but precious happening that penetrated the sometimes emotionless fog of my mind.

The fact that weeks later I not only remember and care about it, but that it still fills me with that warm glow.
The fact that I want to post it here.
The fact that it is a memory I believe will stay with me for the rest of my life.
All of this gives me the confidence that I can love and care for my children despite my depression.

The thing that has given me all these thoughts, all these emotions?
My wife was snuggled into me, her belly nestled into the small of my back, at about three in the morning with my wife sound asleep, I was woken by the gentle kicking of our newest family member, I'm not sure why this time, above all the other kicks and movements, flicked that switch in my mind, maybe because it was just between the two of us, I don't know, I just know that it is something that will stay with me all my life.
 
quoll said:
This is one from a few weeks ago and the fact that I still feel all this feeds my soul even more.

One occurrence, several feedings.

A simple but precious happening that penetrated the sometimes emotionless fog of my mind.

The fact that weeks later I not only remember and care about it, but that it still fills me with that warm glow.
The fact that I want to post it here.
The fact that it is a memory I believe will stay with me for the rest of my life.
All of this gives me the confidence that I can love and care for my children despite my depression.

The thing that has given me all these thoughts, all these emotions?
My wife was snuggled into me, her belly nestled into the small of my back, at about three in the morning with my wife sound asleep, I was woken by the gentle kicking of our newest family member, I'm not sure why this time, above all the other kicks and movements, flicked that switch in my mind, maybe because it was just between the two of us, I don't know, I just know that it is something that will stay with me all my life.


oh I love it quoll. :D Thanks so much for sharing.
 
quoll said:
This is one from a few weeks ago and the fact that I still feel all this feeds my soul even more.

One occurrence, several feedings.

A simple but precious happening that penetrated the sometimes emotionless fog of my mind.

The fact that weeks later I not only remember and care about it, but that it still fills me with that warm glow.
The fact that I want to post it here.
The fact that it is a memory I believe will stay with me for the rest of my life.
All of this gives me the confidence that I can love and care for my children despite my depression.

The thing that has given me all these thoughts, all these emotions?
My wife was snuggled into me, her belly nestled into the small of my back, at about three in the morning with my wife sound asleep, I was woken by the gentle kicking of our newest family member, I'm not sure why this time, above all the other kicks and movements, flicked that switch in my mind, maybe because it was just between the two of us, I don't know, I just know that it is something that will stay with me all my life.

That's beautiful, quoll. When I was pregnant, I don't remember MrB ever voluntarily touching my belly. He never seemed to be interested. >shrug<
 
bobsgirl said:
That's beautiful, quoll. When I was pregnant, I don't remember MrB ever voluntarily touching my belly. He never seemed to be interested. >shrug<
:rose: :rose: I'm sorry for that.
 
quoll said:
This is one from a few weeks ago and the fact that I still feel all this feeds my soul even more.

One occurrence, several feedings.

A simple but precious happening that penetrated the sometimes emotionless fog of my mind.

The fact that weeks later I not only remember and care about it, but that it still fills me with that warm glow.
The fact that I want to post it here.
The fact that it is a memory I believe will stay with me for the rest of my life.
All of this gives me the confidence that I can love and care for my children despite my depression.

The thing that has given me all these thoughts, all these emotions?
My wife was snuggled into me, her belly nestled into the small of my back, at about three in the morning with my wife sound asleep, I was woken by the gentle kicking of our newest family member, I'm not sure why this time, above all the other kicks and movements, flicked that switch in my mind, maybe because it was just between the two of us, I don't know, I just know that it is something that will stay with me all my life.
That is so beautiful Quoll. :rose:
 
Today....what fed my soul was a romantic dinner and movie date with my husband. No child, no friends, just the two of us talking over dinner then snuggling up to watch a movie. There's nothing else like it. :kiss:
 
i cleaned my monitor's screen today for the first time in about 18 months. it's like having a new god damned computer! :nana:
 
A text message from a former student just now, hoping I am doing well and that they were thinking of me because they were some place that reminded them of me. I thought that was really thoughtful and sweet.

Hearing about the impact that some of my students had on some middle school kids they visited last year.

:)
 
My former student, whom I spoke of in the Prayers and Thoughts thread.

He knows that I have been a bit frustrated with my job as of late. Even in the middle of our talk and in the midst of all that fear and anger and pain he is experiencing, stopped, and said to me:
In the five years I have been at this school, you are the teacher that I respect and admire most. I've always admired your attitude. I remember my first day in your class. You told us if we had bought the book the department required for the course to return it and get our money back because you didn't think it was good enough and didn't want us wasting our money. That was a bold step for someone without tenure. And I knew, in that instant, it would be a great class.

I've always had a tremendous amount of respect for you and your abilities and talents. And it's only because of what you taught me that I have the job I have today.

I cried a little over that one. And then I smiled a great deal and went around for the rest of the day feeling pretty damn good about what I was doing in the classroom even if that feeling doesn't extend to my job as a whole.
 
[insert clapping smiley here] for you, SJ and PTM. I've a soft spot in my heart for great teachers. :rose:
 
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