Bobkgin
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Joined: 7/28/2007 From: Kawarthas, Ontario, Canada Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: krista Greetings... i feel as if the OP was peeking into my mind..as this is a subject i have been giving a lot of thought to of late, wondering if it was time to hang it up..take my books and my dogs and toddle off into the land of vanilla.. The opinions expressed by so many on this thread..have renewed my hope..that i still have something of value to give..For that..i thank you A/all.. This vintage girl will not go quietly into the good night..!!!!!.. an aging..but clinging to hope.. krista joy through service I know what it is like to give up hope. I had such hopes for my family. But then losing my wife, and not so long afterwards losing my son ... I lost all my hopes and dreams. Spent a month in bed, mulling it over. Only moved when the needs of the body (or my cats and dogs) demanded it. Age was one of those things I used to argue against hope. When I finally returned to the land of the living, I realized that regardless of the reasons to believe it was over for me, I realized I just -cannot- quit on myself. I was raised better than that. I've got too much self-respect and stinkin' pride to let the world mow me over like that. Maybe I'm a fossil. Maybe I am "old" (as domiguy thought cute to remind me). But the fact is, I ain't dead yet. As long as I'm alive, I can help others, care about others, and who knows what else I might find out there. When I met the woman who became my wife and mother of our child, I had no idea what role she'd play in my life. Life is full of surprises. You just never know what is waiting until tomorrow to find you. On edit: Just had to add this, from my favourite Canadian artist: Neil Young. MY MY, HEY HEY (OUT OF THE BLUE) My my, hey hey Rock and roll is here to stay It's better to burn out Than to fade away My my, hey hey. Out of the blue and into the black They give you this, but you pay for that And once you're gone, you can never come back When you're out of the blue and into the black. The king is gone but he's not forgotten This is the story of a Johnny Rotten It's better to burn out than it is to rust The king is gone but he's not forgotten. Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye. Hey hey, my my.
< Message edited by Bobkgin -- 8/28/2007 3:09:08 PM >
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When all is said and done, what will you regret? That you never really lived? Or there was so much living left to do? For those interested: pics and poetry have been added to my profile.
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