Well, tomorrow we will walk about 8 miles taking in beach and countryside. I love the sea when the wind is blowing and the dogs can run in the surf. Then get really nice and tired on a long hike. Always feel all glowy after. Love it
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Well, tomorrow we will walk about 8 miles taking in beach and countryside. I love the sea when the wind is blowing and the dogs can run in the surf. Then get really nice and tired on a long hike. Always feel all glowy after. Love itLiving now and not just existing since 9th July 2008
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AF Army 24th Otober 2008
A Work in Progress;451466 wrote: Thanks limers, and yes it is partly the disease... but she's always been very mean and self-centered. She can/could be charming and funny, as well; but with a very cutting sense of "humor" and not much... or at all... interested in the welfare of others. That's just who she is/was. She does love me but in a very self-centered way, more as her possession, and someone to control, and as someone who was supposed to be on hand at all times doing whatever she wanted, than as a human being with my own life to live. She drove my father pretty much to his death.
Love is love.:h
I love you too and cant wait to meet you one day if i can get over the flying thing, Im going to arrive to one of your bookclub meetings and read some william butler yeats...the stolen child is my favourite!
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startingover;451473 wrote: Well, tomorrow we will walk about 8 miles taking in beach and countryside. I love the sea when the wind is blowing and the dogs can run in the surf. Then get really nice and tired on a long hike. Always feel all glowy after. Love it
Oney can you take the kids to the beach? Do they enjoy it?
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limers;451464 wrote: im glad your close in the best kind of way , I know she lives miles away , but your close in spirit and heart , yes?
I want to have a relationship like that with my daughters when they grow.:l
LTG AF January 13, 2011
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LookingToGrow;451485 wrote: Yes, we are very close! :h We talk almost everyday, email, post to our family web site, shop online together, etc. Having grown children is so worth the efforts and struggles. We are good friends, but I'm still the mom! I love it :wings:
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limers;451479 wrote: she loved you im sure tho the best way she knew how , im sure of it wip.
Love is love.:h
I love you too and cant wait to meet you one day if i can get over the flying thing, Im going to arrive to one of your bookclub meetings and read some william butler yeats...the stolen child is my favourite!
And I can't WAIT till you come to book club!! Yeats, eh? I need to read up on some of his work... tell me what else you recommend!
Hi Sea.... what did you decide about this evening?
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limers;451483 wrote: where exactly are you , did you book my room for tomorrow night , what times the limo coming for me , is hubby into 3somes...?
I'll ask him, the outlaws say you'll be most welcome...Living now and not just existing since 9th July 2008
Nicotine Free since 6th February 2009
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AF Army 24th Otober 2008
The Stolen Child
WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scare could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand.
WB Yeats
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