
Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
So sorry for the loss of your older brother.
💞🌹💞
Condolences to you and his family for this sudden loss.
I guess I can go make some herbal tea. My mind is going in different directions. I hope that he wasn’t suffering horribly in the ambulance.
I wish I could have told him one more time that I loved him.
Thanks, I can’t stop crying. Too upset to sleep. I will miss him.
My oldest brother died shortly before my birthday. Funny how now my other brother died in October too.
My brother died on his oldest son’s first year wedding anniversary. One son lives here, the other one lives in AZ.
Thank you. I’m sort of in shock, he’s struggled for so long with heart disease and managed to come home. It’s hard to imagine that he’s gone forever now.
So sorry for you and your family .
His wife was at work. He was in pain and he was going to the hospital in an ambulance. He died in the ambulance.
His heart finally gave out. They called my sister in law and told her that he didn’t make it.
Glad that you dodged the flooding. Sorry about your daughter’s yard.
I saw the flooding on the news. What a mess!
Harvest moons are my favorite.
Get two aluminum Coke cans with a string between them . Probably work as good as what you described . 🤪
a puddle, stepping,
to the side
I am reminded today of the film Groundhog Day. When Ned greets Phil on the street (everyday) & Phil steps into that deep puddle (everyday). Then the FREEDOM of stepping around in time!
I see you today puddle - all wet & awaiting, yet my feet will stay dry.
(Just because one person cannot do a thing - does not equate to this person having to do that thing instead).
I agree. Many years ago, when I was hosting a buffet supper in my home and handed my FIL a plate and told him to help himself, he refused the plate and told me that a man is served his food by a woman.
My response was "So manhood is something a woman serves you on a plate?"
Nothing to do with being old fashioned, the man despised women.
The SMIs are all cyclical in nature (recurring at intervals) this particular person with BPD has several regular episodes a year. The episodes last for weeks as she skates back and forth between the symptoms mentioned in the first paragraph. During those episodes she makes her family's life miserable. Even when the episodes decline they all do the traditional egg shell walk, they are terrified they will set her off again.
When she was younger, she was better at hiding her issues. If she slipped up and people saw her upset in public and asked her what was wrong, her blue eyes would get round, her voice would pitch higher and she would blame husband or children for upsetting her. She looked as innocent and childish as Shirley Temple as she told her story. People would comfort HER.
She's older now, early 40's, getting worse, and her public filters are slipping. Instead of coming to comfort her, people are now approaching her family and asking them if they realize she has a mental illness.