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I just put this picture in another thread but I think it might be good for inspiration in this one.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0
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pandora wrote:
I do, as does JB and my Mama loved it too.
It is a lonely, melancholy sound yet peaceful and hopeful at the same time.
I guess like running away would be.
Sad to leave behind that which you love, fearing the thought of it being just you.
But also intrigued by the newness escaping would bring.
Excited by the thought of fresh discoveries.
I think those who like the sound are drawn to the thought of running away from it all.
If that be only for the moments they are immersed in the sound,
aroused by the feeling of freedom.
I have felt it and seen it in the eyes of my loved ones.
Our telling eyes have met, afraid to share the desire to run,
to be someone new. Almost ashamed of the thought.
There is a that look, followed by a sigh and a small whisper,
' I love the sound of a far off train whistle, don't you? '
as we are lost in our own thoughts of what could be.0 -
justam wrote:I just put this picture in another thread but I think it might be good for inspiration in this one.
An employees passing is brought to mind. I'll give some thought to his tribute, dear Joe. He deserves the best words I can find, more to come...0 -
Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel0 -
pandora wrote:justam wrote:I just put this picture in another thread but I think it might be good for inspiration in this one.
An employees passing is brought to mind. I'll give some thought to his tribute, dear Joe. He deserves the best words I can find, more to come...
OMG :shock: I didn't realize it looked like a memorial wreath! :?
I was thinking more along the lines of a generic Valentine card with text like:
Roses and redness
and flowers with scent
presents and candy
and love heaven sent.
It could be inspiration for a better love poem but I'm not putting any of those up these days.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0 -
justam wrote:pandora wrote:justam wrote:I just put this picture in another thread but I think it might be good for inspiration in this one.
An employees passing is brought to mind. I'll give some thought to his tribute, dear Joe. He deserves the best words I can find, more to come...
OMG :shock: I didn't realize it looked like a memorial wreath! :?
I was thinking more along the lines of a generic Valentine card with text like:
Roses and redness
and flowers with scent
presents and candy
and love heaven sent.
It could be inspiration for a better love poem but I'm not putting any of those up these days.
I'm in need of revisiting Joe in my thoughts, the memories, conflict, sadness, eventual peace.
Maybe that is why it looked like a funeral piece to me.
Just don't feel like crying today, gotta pick a strong day for a good cry right?
And so thank you for posting justam, it was meant to be.0 -
You're welcome.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0
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justam wrote:pandora wrote:
This picture reminds me of the days we used to watch trains with my son when he was a young boy.
That was very cool, well until it kept going off track
Good memories though for me too.0 -
pandora wrote:justam wrote:pandora wrote:
This picture reminds me of the days we used to watch trains with my son when he was a young boy.
That was very cool, well until it kept going off track
Good memories though for me too.
One of the few things that my Dad and I really enjoyed together when i was a kid was this giant freakin' train set that we put together in the garage with the town and shit all around it. i don't really know what happened to it.
we probably moved and couldn't take it with us.Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel0 -
I'm glad you have a happy memory with your Dad and the train town.
Many cities have train displays periodically, maybe you might enjoy that some afternoon.
I have a Dollhouse with all the miniatures, something about miniatures.
Takes you to another world I guess. For adults that's hard to find,
to be able to pretend a little, and feel like a kid again.
We lost so much cool stuff too, I would love to have it now.
The older you get the more precious your childhood becomes,
and all the good that went with it.0 -
Here is something that we have been talking about around the office, don't ask me why. It's probably my fault.
If you died, and someone were to describe you and or your life, but had to do it with 6 words or less, what would you hope or maybe think they would say about you. either or.
it really got us all thinking here.Peace, Love.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel0 -
the wolf wrote:Here is something that we have been talking about around the office, don't ask me why. It's probably my fault.
If you died, and someone were to describe you and or your life, but had to do it with 6 words or less, what would you hope or maybe think they would say about you. either or.
it really got us all thinking here.
what is getting in the way in my head at the moment is a cousin of ours is missing, presumed suicide, she was described as "Saccharin sweet" by a good friend in the newspaper article I got yesterday.
I wouldn't want to be described like that. :?0 -
Six words that my peeps would say about me, I hope
Lucky
Sweet
Loving
Good Mother and Wife
Devoted Pet Owner
Obsessed Pearl Jam Fan0 -
pandora wrote:justam wrote:I just put this picture in another thread but I think it might be good for inspiration in this one.
An employees passing is brought to mind. I'll give some thought to his tribute, dear Joe. He deserves the best words I can find, more to come...
Joseph....
Capable
Supportive
Kind
Creative
Gentle
Fun-loving
Joe, our dear employee of 13+ years, friend, comrade.
He stood by my side through the long illness and passing of my Mama.
Often times I would come to work in the mornings after seeing her,
beat down, drained.
He would listen if I needed to talk.
Or he would distract me with one of his funny stories.
He would hold me if I needed to cry.
He was a very good friend.
My turn would come to be the same.
When he came to us, he had recently divorced.
In the next few years, I would pray he would meet a lovely lady,
and he did and they married.
Life was good.
A scuba diving fanatic, he planned many trips to exotic places
and would bring home the pics and stories and share with me at work.
I loved that.
We shared birthdays, Christmas parties, day to day grind.
Then, Joe began to hurt.
At the time there was no name for this intense pain
but it found a name after he took his life,
broken from the unmanageable pain.
Pain that immersed his soul, defeated his spirit, emmaciated his body,
that beautiful strong man.
He would share with me what he was going through,
it was my turn to listen and hold him.
He told of the incessant tests, the travel across country to see specialists,
uninsured treatments that ate away his savings.
The stress it brought to his marriage, the assault on his manhood.
The disconnect to life itself.
We cried together.
In his final months he frequented church.
Became well liked and supported there.
A lovely church with an amazing pastor
granting him forgiveness for what eventually would come.
On a Sunday morning after sending his wife to church,
two years and a few months ago,
he took his life.
Although we knew it was bad it was still a terrible shock to us all,
a horrible loss for our personal family,
my children worked with Joe and loved him too.
A terrible loss also for our business family.
I was closest to him at work,
his widow telling me how much he valued our friendship,
a special message and hug for me from him,
standing there in his church,
as time stood still.
My Joe, somehow I feel I could have done more.
A life too short but well lived.
A heart as big as any and given kindly.
An amazing spirit that lingers with me still.
His soul is at peace now and without pain,
as it should be.
Dear Joe I miss you so.0 -
sooooo in a dry spell...no words..no thoughts...nothingpeace,
jo
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