callei
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 759 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 07:31 AM |
for those of you that have the time and inclination, please light a candle
or have a moment of silence or other sign of respect for death of a loved
one.
My father passed away on Tuesday and I miss him. |
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Kira
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 08:39 AM |
:: hugs ::
I'm so sorry. ____________________ Wind me up and make me crawl to you, tie me up until I call to you. |
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Meranda_Jade
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 09:23 AM |
*hug*
Hang in there.
*moment of silence* ____________________
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Domkitten
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 05:16 PM |
I'm raising and glass and lighting and candle.
Have good rememberances, and think fondly of him.
:big hugs: ____________________ It's like kegel exercises for your throat.~Monolycus |
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Merry_Widow
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 07:49 PM |
I'm so sorry for your loss.
*hugs* ____________________ Okay, dazzle me. |
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Monolycus
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posted on 29/3/2006 at 08:06 PM |
I'm also sorry for your loss, callei. This has been such a terrible time
for you; I wish there was more that I could do beyond sending you all my
best wishes. As always, if you ever need a friendly ear or shoulder, you
have plenty around here to choose from. You are deeply loved by most of us
and important to all of us.
Please be good to yourself and remain in touch with us as you pass through
these difficult times. ____________________ "I believe that woman is planning to shoot me again." |
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Starlight
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posted on 30/3/2006 at 05:07 AM |
Stay strong, hon. *Hugs* ____________________ "When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never
tried before." ~Mae West
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EyeCandyRayce
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posted on 30/3/2006 at 05:42 AM |
I'm sooo sorry hun
I will light a candle in the morning when I get home from work. ____________________ Suicide Hotline - Please Hold |
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daria_4
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posted on 31/3/2006 at 06:41 AM |
*hugs*
I'm sorry for your loss. Please don't forget to take care of yourself
during this difficult time. ____________________ "I've told you before, I don't comprehend religion, although
conviction is a concept I'm beginning to get. In any case, a person
with a real religious conviction is, I propose, a religious convict,
and deserves locking up." |
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callei
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 759 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 31/3/2006 at 03:09 PM |
thanks everyone for being there for me/us.
i wanted to share something i wrote as a sort of memorial for my dad. read
on if you dare....
My father loved to laugh. He loved hot peppers and Pepperidge Farms
cookies. He liked wheat toast with loads of butter and jam. He liked Kim
chi on his scrambled eggs, which he liked to call strangled eggs. He loved
bluegrass and his banjo. He liked to dance and liked the feel of sand
between his toes. He liked to turn the radio up and listen to classical
music on the freeway. He loved pastries and donuts and bookstores and
sunsets. He loved people and animals and twisty roads. I was his “darlin’
precious little baby girl”. He called me kitten and I called him daddykins.
He was a great teacher, giving love and knowledge and compassion all at
once that made it easy to learn from him and hard to forget what he taught.
And he liked silly lists of funny sweet things like this one.
Things I learned from my father.
He taught me how to tell a joke and to take a joke.
He taught me never to breathe out through my nose when my mouth was full of
wasabi.
He taught me to see the trees in the forest, the leaves on the ground, and
still love the freeway.
He taught me that guns aren’t toys, but they can sure be fun.
He taught me what it means to be brave in everyday life.
And how to enjoy French pastries and coffee on a Sunday morning.
And the joy of old t-shirts.
He taught me how to buy and how to sell and when to walk away.
He taught me how to draw and how to read and how to sing in the shower.
He taught me how to forgive and how to be forgiven and when to just get
over it.
He taught me about cars and chocolate and hot peppers and ice cream.
He taught me how to pick up kittens and how to put them down again.
He taught me how to waltz and how to do the chicken dance.
He taught me how to make sandwiches and tie my shoes and how to work out
vectors in my head.
He taught me to love books and learning and love people more than money or
fame or even cats.
He taught me that bad things end and good things start and sometimes it’s
hard to tell the difference without a friend.
He taught me how to ask for a hug, praise, advice, favors, and pocket
money.
He taught me how to plant roses and eat strawberries and mow the lawn.
He taught me how to program in COBOL and Basic and FORTRAN and why
computers were so slow.
He taught me to love travel and languages and poetry and to wear
comfortable shoes.
He taught me that men are just people too.
He taught me that you are never too old for teddy bears, cartoons, and lazy
Saturdays.
The first book I really remember my father and me reading together is the
Hobbit. Every night he would read part of it to me and let me try to read
some of it to him. By the end of the book I was reading whole paragraphs to
him and my teddy bears. There is a poem in the Hobbit about the road going
“ever, ever on out from the door where it began”. The first time my father
read it to me, we both cried. He held me in his lap and told me that the
road was long but it was full of neat things to see and I wouldn’t have to
walk it alone (unlike my walk to school). I fell asleep that night in his
lap, me and my teddy bear, while he told me all the wonderful things I
would see on my road.
My father was right about that road. It goes on and on, and I don’t have to
walk it alone. He will always be there with me, reminding me to look around
at the neat pebbles, pretty flowers, new people, and old friends all along
it.
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daria_4
Member Posts: 96 Registered: 29/7/2003 Status: Offline
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posted on 3/4/2006 at 05:15 AM |
That was absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with us. ____________________ "I've told you before, I don't comprehend religion, although
conviction is a concept I'm beginning to get. In any case, a
person
with a real religious conviction is, I propose, a religious
convict,
and deserves locking up." |
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pale-face
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posted on 3/4/2006 at 12:51 PM |
as seldom as i come on here. i would like to say i am sorry for your loss. ____________________ fucking classy. |
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Domkitten
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posted on 3/4/2006 at 08:13 PM |
I think your words for you father are incredibly well thought out. I wish
I could have put those same sentiments into words years ago. In a way, it
speaks for the nature of fathers everywhere, but it all more important
because it reflects yours... ____________________ It's like kegel exercises for your throat.~Monolycus |
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Jesi
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posted on 4/4/2006 at 10:13 AM |
I know I am but a stranger to you. Still, I would like to express how truly
sorry I am for your loss. =( I send all my best to you. ____________________
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feralucce
Extreme Fanatic Posts: 1810 Registered: 31/12/1969 Status: Offline
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posted on 6/4/2006 at 02:56 AM |
callei... you have my condolensces plyn... ____________________ The earth turns on a tilted axis - just doing the best it can.
Hohenheim of Light~Full Metal Alchemist |
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