and, I can garantee you, you wouldn't want to be a shark 'girl' either. Let's just say themale shark 'lovemaking' skills are greatly lacking. No wine no flowers the epitome of wham bam and they swim away without even a thank you mam...
Comfort is good. Disconnect the synapsis of you heart and you get surreal; intellectual knowledge, but vapid emptieness. Connect them and you get comfort but excruciating loneliness if the memories are meaningful enough. There are sharks in both waters. I choose comfort, even if it is uncomfortable... And Boneman, scratch, scratch...
After having written my thiughtful paragraph for the day;I think I'll venture out into the blustery sunlight and look at blooming daffodils and crocus and intentionally see what lives on of him in my daughters eyes. Today is a gooday to plant some primroses and pansies.
The flowers are planted. The color helps to cheer the place up a bit. Her eyes are magnificent! My I be granted the grace to always look, always notice and be always thankful!
...and I just hope
ReplyDeleteas we swim the warm waters
of your beautiful dream
that you're a porpoise
and not a shark.
I hope so, too.
ReplyDeleteSharks don't have many friends.
"and that's a comforting thought" as Gandalf the Grey said to Frodo.
ReplyDeleteand, I can garantee you, you wouldn't want to be a shark 'girl' either.
ReplyDeleteLet's just say themale shark 'lovemaking' skills are greatly lacking.
No wine
no flowers
the epitome of wham bam and they swim away without even a thank you mam...
Larry, good memories bring comfort, eh?
ReplyDeleteBerry, your fount of knowledge continues to amaze.
Comfort is good.
ReplyDeleteDisconnect the synapsis of you heart and you get surreal; intellectual knowledge, but vapid emptieness. Connect them and you get comfort but excruciating loneliness if the memories are meaningful enough. There are sharks in both waters. I choose comfort, even if it is uncomfortable... And Boneman, scratch, scratch...
After having written my thiughtful paragraph for the day;I think I'll venture out into the blustery sunlight and look at blooming daffodils and crocus and intentionally see what lives on of him in my daughters eyes. Today is a gooday to plant some primroses and pansies.
ReplyDeleteKat, I love your perspective.
ReplyDeleteHe will be smiling on you both as you look at the loveliness around you.
Welcome to my blog!
The flowers are planted. The color helps to cheer the place up a bit. Her eyes are magnificent! My I be granted the grace to always look, always notice and be always thankful!
ReplyDelete-Hope you're having a colorful weekend...
Thank you for the warm welcome, smile.
I wish I knew you, too?
ReplyDeleteDoom, maybe someday.
ReplyDeleteWould be nice.
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