It's one of THOSE days:

You've been away, Whisper. I fully understand your reasons and I dutifully respect your privacy and need for distance.

Just know that your beauty, wisdom and soft heart are missed terribly here.


Come back when you're ready, m'lady... I am always here for you.

Jake xxxx

My Mom's best friend passed away at 88. She was a different lady... talented(played the guitar and piano), outgoing and persistent.

She could rub you the wrong way at times, but was always there for the people she loved.

She would call you up, ask what she needed to ask, then prattle on for an hour. I know that she missed my Mom and that she was lonely, so I would listen and say all the "uh-huhs" and "yeahs" in the right spots until she decided to hang up.

I owed her... she gave me a job in her store when I couldn't find anything else. She always smiled and laughed at whatever I said. She was abrasive at times, but you can overlook that when someone obviously loves you and cares for you like you're their own.

She was laid to rest yesterday. I'm sure her and my Mom have a lot of catching up to do in Heaven.

Farewell, Flo. Thank you for being a good friend to my Mother... and for helping me along the way.

She was a huge Dolly Parton fan. This is for you, sweetie.


In love and remembrance.

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A close friend of my family has passed away. I will be attending her funeral tomorrow and will try to put it all in perspective later.

For now, only sadness in my heart.

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Sometimes the light fades and it just simply gets darker...



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Once you find the root cause of a problem, the cure can't be far behind.

I watched a movie today I hadn't seen in many years. "Random Harvest" came out in 1942, and starred Ronald Coleman and Greer Garson. An excellent movie about a man who loses his memory in WWI, meets a beautiful woman, then regains his memory... and forgets the beauty!

I last watched this fine film when I was in my 20s. It was worth watching again with a few more years of maturity under my belt.

I highly recommend seeing this classic.


Enjoy!

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It's Saturday night... who wants to kick up their heels and paint the town red with me?

I have a friend with an annoying habit. Whatever I talk about, it becomes all about them. Example:

If I were to say I was going to have a steak for dinner, this person would start lecturing on how to cook my steak the way THEY like their steak cooked, and any other way is inane.

I sometimes like to make up things I have or will do just to see how hard they will try to make it all about them... even when I know they've not done anything like what I'm talking about before in their life.

Other times I'd like to choke them and tell them that not everything is about them... just shut up and listen to what I'm saying.

You never know... you just might learn something. Not everything is about YOU! lol

In the end, it really doesn't matter what they say... I'll do it MY way.