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50 posted 12-22-2005 04:54 PM       View Profile for Midnitesun   Email Midnitesun   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Midnitesun

Sheesh, this is such an amazing thread. I cannot even add one original personal story sentence at this time, but have to tell you each of these stories touched me deeply.
Hmmm, maybe I can conjure up something worth reading a bit later. My life is quite dull by comparison to some....or is it just my dull storytelling skills? LOL.
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51 posted 12-22-2005 05:48 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

We are just totally weird, as I was going to share a dream as well. (And hey lady, I've watched you dance and yer lovely. Me? I dance like Ellen DeGeneres. )

But you showed me yours, so I'll show you mine. It's a dream I had on the porch in Crowley--so consider the circumstance before you dissect.

* * *

I slept soundly for once, difficult with the bugs and heat, but I felt that "good tired" and there wasn't the usual battle with my mind to "let go". I was blissful. ( to Susie.)

The usual montage of images started, you know how that happens, as the mind backs up the days events. Then suddenly I found myself in the French Quarter. I was walking down the street in search of "Hoolihan's"--one of my favorite places to fuel up before a night of even more excess.

I was walking on the sidewalk, which is not my usual habit of walking down Bourban Street. (It's just easier to navigate the crowds in the street.) I looked to the street then, and that's when I noticed--it was water. And not just puddled floods, but deep water, and there were gondolas, like in Venice, ferrying people about. That's when I realized the sidewalk was shifting, like a barge afloat.

And that is when I realized it was a barge afloat.

I never did find Hoolihan's, but not because it wasn't there. Out of curiousity, I stopped in the next open bar, and walked in and found it just as I remembered--except--next to the staircase going UP to the balcony bar, was a staircase going down.

Ever curious, I went down. (Why do I picture Raph grinning here?) Anyhoo, at the bottom of the staircase was a plexiglass tube, as in an aquarium.

There, below the bar, was the ruins of the bar, with fish and such swimming, and more adventurous tourists scuba-diving!

The entire French Quarter had been rebuilt in replica, and was a floating mini-city of barges!

I woke up amazed at first, then startled.

Then I just felt sick. No coffee for me that morning.

* * *

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52 posted 12-22-2005 07:33 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

You guys are all so awesome.
More please.
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drinkin bourbon like a fish, eh?
lol, and yep
I can see Raphie grinning
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wholesome boy, good clean thoughts here and nothing more..teehee
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and there he is . . .

I was going to say what would make Raph grin would be the going down part up there and winks right back to you Karen, I would do anything for you.

So, you just described a microcosm within a microcosm, that one is going to have me thinking for awhile now.  

(You saw your city, Lady, maybe before the city even did)

(I so cannot dance OMG)


~ ~ ~


I have something to share that just happened tonight.

Billy and I have been sick all week and the phone rings, I never answer it, am a recluse - unless I recognize who is calling.  

I don't recognize the number but for some odd reason I pick up the phone.

A man is saying: Susan?
I said: Yes?
He goes:  I am from the Knights of Columbus and we have a Xmas basket here for you.
I say: from who?

(I trust no one)

He said:  I cannot say, it is anonymous.
He said:  We are at your front door, can you please come down.  
I said:   OK

I come down and nobody is there.
(I have not been in the Xmas spirit at all and lost half of my Xmas stuff when I moved this year)

So I go back upstairs and redial the number, ready to ream somebody a new you know what.)

The man says:  Are you still living at so and so address?  
I said:   No, I moved.

He is laughing, he said to hold tight - they would be right over.

(Mind you, it is cold here, I am in flannel jammies and mocassin slippers with fur, I look like I need a blood transfusion and at this point, generally and most likely am in need of help, or look it just by my appearance alone.)

They come to the door and they have three HUGE boxes.  I am dying, I start crying.  

All of these emotions go through me - embarrassment, being proud, being grateful, happiness, sadness, thinking that there are so many more people who need this stuff . . .

The men hand me a card.  It is a beautiful huge white card with a golden angel on the front.  This person knows me.  It is signed by nobody.

I said again:  Who is this from?

They said, smiling:  We cannot tell, we are only the elves who deliver.

(The only person I can think of who belongs to the MSGR Knights is a most true friend of our family, of my mom and my step-dad forever - we call him Robert (pronounce that French-Canadian) after Sabres winger Rene Robert '70-'71 or so, long story - but he is the only one who belongs to this and my mother isnt telling me anything)

Ok, I am crying like a fool now and apologize for my appearance - the one guy says:  C'mon c'mon . . its ok . . . get going these boxes are heavy and he was laughing . . . trying to make me feel better for the crying and also probably becuase I looked like I belonged in a psych ward.

They leave and am still crying and tell me Merry Christmas, I say Thank You, I am speechless, dumbfounded . . .

I go upstairs and my son and I look through the boxes.  There is all kinds of things for him in there . . . there is a whole turkey in there . . .

I felt guilty.  I think, My God, I should not be getting this stuff.  Some people have nothing.  I think of who I can give this stuff to.  

I look to my son and said:  Billy, you know when we give your old books when you were little and clothes that you grew out of to others?

He said:  You mean to the poor kids?

(he doesnt know we ARE the poor kids, TG)

I said: YES - well this year, someone had such goodness in their heart they decided that we needed this stuff at Christmas.  

He just thought about that for awhile, thats what he does, you can see his brain working.

Later on when I put him to sleep, I said:  Billy?  Do you know WHY that stuff was given to us?

Without thinking and looking me right in the eye he said:

Because we are good.

(Can you believe that?  Because we are good)

I said:  yeah . . .

(thinking about it myself)

. . . we are good.

and thats my Xmas story . . .





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Sue ....hugging you!  You are good...thank you for this story, and thank Billy too...what a wise child he is.
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hmmm, Sue...so now I'll tell you one of mine?
Tuesday afternoon, someone from a local agency called and said:
"bring an extra large trash bag, and come pick up your presents"
I cried last night, and not just because I had a flaming migraine attack that dropped me like the proverbial ton of bricks.
Since the only day we have off together now is Wednesday, my daughter and I opened these wonder gifts last night. And at one point, she said "Wow, Jesus is really cool this year" as one gift was labeled 'to Sara from Jesus' while all the others were from Santa. I laughed and cried simultaneously. Sigh, I've almost always celebrated this holiday even though I haven't been a believer in Jesus. I have always loved the spirit of the season, the acts of giving and kindness that are the hallmarks of Christmas for me.
Not much of a story, but one that rang my heart bells this week.
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58 posted 12-22-2005 10:57 PM       View Profile for littlewing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for littlewing

Thanks Martie but see?  Its all of us really -

WE are good . . . to you for that

*smile*

and I WISH I had the thoughts of a child.

Kacy?  Not so much of a story?  Are you kidding me?  Your daughter is a mini you - Jesus is cool this year, I love that and you know what?

I have had a total grinch attitude this year and that is so not me, I think somebody maybe thought I needed a lesson, eh?

See?

WE ARE GOOD.

From the mouth of a 6 yr old.   From the hands of others . . . it is sad we have to see our own selves like that, bare naked and crying . . .

  my sistah . . . somebody done double tagged us this week!

(no fair)

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it's been a bad year, haven't talked about my situation much, and even of those who know few know the full details. this isn't a story, or a vent about my situation. just a thanks. there's a disturbing lack of balance, let alone miracles in my life lately, but it's nice to read about them. it's buoyed me during the worst xmas ever(a fitting cap to one of the worst years ever).

anyhow, it's hard to think of people more deserving of miracles than my friends here writing about them. so thanks for the thread, thanks for the forum and the friends i've found through it.

there you go, my hallmark side, all serious and not one smartass joke or any sexual innuendo. although, "somebody done double tagged us" from sue's last comment?..snicker..


damnit..

i tried.
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No story...no expectations this year...

My Christmas present is reading each of your stories, making me smile or cry or do both...

May you all have a wonderful Christmas filled with warmth and happiness

M
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Karen,

I swear I can't think of a thing...I have no more stories..

Unless we start sharing what might get us in trouble.

Maybe if you ask me something specific it will trigger a story? (not that I am any good at telling them).

and Sue?   you are such a good Mommy and person.  I am so glad to know you.

funny how we all seem to be connected in a way that we can't explain...

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

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littlewing: that was a good story. So glad someone knew how to cheer you up. And your little one is indeed a smart one. enjoyed. martyjo

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I have been reading and laughing and crying
at all of these stories, and really didnt
feel I had a story to tell until last night
and now I guess I'm joining the club with
Suzie and Kacy.  

It's been pretty evident in my writing this year that I too, have had a fairly bah hum bug attitude
(what, Me??  yes...me)
This past year was hard on everyone and around here it hasn't been a complete picnic either. Our recent sudden need to get moved from where we were living
due to the oil spill (and our ex-landlords neglect) really put a damper on the holiday season.
On top of that, we knew that until we saw what kind of bills were going to role in the first month after we were moved that we were really going to have to watch
the cash flow.  (By the grace of God, the company I work  for loaned me the money to get moved, but it did take a few weeks to find a place.)  Things are tight now,  because I am paying them back with so much each week taken from my pay check until I can pay it all off  at income tax time.

Unfortunately our one bill came in, which we did expect to come in, and probably be high as all heating bills are much higher this year. What we did NOT expect
was for it to be due in TWO weeks...

needless to say, that did not help my bah hum bug attitude.
We had decided to postpone Christmas here until I received my income tax return, but there was one thing I wanted to be sure that my daughter had for Christmas day.


So..almost immediately after I posted my so called bah hum bug poem yesterday, I was talking to a friend of mine who lost her son at the age of twelve.
When he was born the hospital did something
that caused him to have something like MS.
(I'm not exactly sure what happened, just that it was the hospitals fault for being negligent)
Anyhow, she won a large settlement from the hospital  and was living on it ever since he was small and did not work. She dedicated her life to him.
He attended a special school for children afflicted with this condition. The school had told her that most children do not live past the age of twelve..( he died, one week before his twelfth birthday...sigh...)

She recently recieved a very large lump sum. I have no idea how much and will not ask her.
I have told her to keep it for her future security.
Well, we are very good friends,
and are always there for each other.
We were planning on meeting today so she could give us gifts and I was telling her of how this bill had come in with only two weeks to pay it.

On my budget??? NO way....
So, she told me she didnt want me to stress, she knows what I have dealt with this year and asked  could she pay that for me as a birthday gift?
Of course, I said no, and she said bull ___
(insert bad word) and that was that.  

God sends his angels, in many ways and forms.
No matter what one might chose to call him/her...
there is someone....thing....
that we can thank.

And to make this story even happier?
There is a second half to all of this,
involving my teenage daughter..  (oh man, I can hear the groans and nodds of understanding about teenagers from here.....)

Since turning thirteen, she  has been a lil brat lately, but this is  what I did to her...
she had already been given a list of rules some time back....
Well? One day  I was so upset I made up my mind the heck with this.
I've told her I dont want to have to be one of those kinds of moms, but if she's gonna act this way then I will be one of those moms cuz I am NOT sitting here in tears and having my day ruined because  she doesn't want to show respect...
so?

I typed up a list of just exactly what being grounded would mean, and what being on restrictions would mean, then I added what would get her butt restricted and would get her grounded.

That night when I got home I walked in the door told her to get off the _____ (another bad word...)
computer and since she wanted to be that way this was for her and thats the end of discussion.  She said but mom why did you cry and I said April you already know why, we aren't going to discuss it
and she started to say something and I said April that's it, Im done, Read it, learn it, live it and don't talk to me now, I'm to upset and pissed off, if you want to TALK to me later, we will...

And all of a sudden? Her attitude has improved at least 75%.

What this story all leads up to is, last night I was telling  her about how it all depends on what happens the next few days  here if I will have her present on Christmas day,  or the day after Christmas day.

She then asked if one of her friends
can stay over night tonight,
and I told her it was like this,
I have off tomorrow and I dont want anyone giving  me all kinds of attitude on my birthday so she could  have a friend stay as long as she promised not to give me a hard time.  She said ok (which we have yet to see)

So, then she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I said, I already told you, I'm serious, just let me have an easy day and don't give me a hard time.
  
She said, no mom, really what do you want for your birthday. I said, just your understanding right now about Christmas  and the move taking all of our money will be fine.  
She said ok.

Moral of the story?  Maybe, just maybe if I'm lucky,  I'm doing something right...  *s*


I apoligize for being so long winded but
ok, thats my story for the day.  


My family is together and safe. THAT is my present this year.
I am grateful, and I know that my family and I have been touched by an angel.  *s*


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Donna....

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Raph? I couldn't let the day go by without ...
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I have a story....
2005, my husband is out of work, had to quit due to pain and stress from job.  He has had all kinds of medical tests done and they say nothing can be done to fix him, arthritis in lower back. I talk him into going to the Chiropractor and try that.  Well it helped a whole lot as he had a pinched nerve and the blood supply to his legs was also pinched. Now his problem was getting another job.  He applied all around the area, but being 55 seemed to put him in the list of too old to hire.  He was depressed and I went out and got a job.  For four months I worked in central records at the local police station.  Four months was like an eternity to me.  I'm an anti-social person and have a hard time being around people.  One day I called my hubby and said I quit my job and am coming home.  The next day we went out to run errands and when we returned there was a message on the phone.  A company he worked for over 6 years and hasn't been in contact with in over 5 years called and ask would he still like to move up the coast and go back to work for them.  When he first worked for them he filled out an application to move up the coast.  He was told they needed him where he was at.  So for the time being he stayed till they sent us out of the states.  Then he quit and we came back to the good ole USA.  Now they were calling because they had a position open and the manager found his old application from way back when.  We had moved and changed phone numbers several times since he had quit, yet the manager searched till he found his name in a phonebook and called leaving a message if this was the same guy who had worked for them in the past please call.  My husband will tell anyone who asks, God is taking care of us………
He will most likely not be home for
Christmas, as he is out in the Gulf of Mexico helping with a barge that turned over, no one hurt just lots of spilled oil.  So my husband's company was called and he is on another barge loading whatever can be vacuumed from the bottom of the Gulf.  This means that I will be alone for Christmas, as the children don't live near us. Yet this is going to be one of the best Christmas ever.  My husband is so happy being back with his company and it will be the first time in 15 years we know where all 3 of our sons are, and they are safe and happy. God has blessed us many times.
Hope this wasn't too long and boring for some, but I want everyone to know how much the blue pages mean to me. You all keep me in touch with the world.
Thank you and Merry Christmas!!!!!!
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inot2B - That was not a boring story at all. True life stories are never boring. I am so happy for you and your family. Have a wonderful Christmas. hugs, Chris
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I have nothing to say . . . (oxymoron?)

All of these stories have touched me, all of you touch me (shussssssssssssh) MY HEART.

(Susan, you have stories - so do you Raph -plbbt!and thank you btw for that up there, Susan, go smack Raph for me . . . )

Donna?  Inot?  Martyjo?  Chris?   

That made me smile, I need smiles.

and each of you whether you realize it or not help me to get things straight in my head, help me to write, learn, grow, be a better person, get my frustrations out, be ME.

That is a most amazing gift.

Sometimes even those we know close to us at home do not understand us as well as ones we have never met.  

I think because here you can be yourself and I love that . . .

A wise man once told me that people who know you see you as they want you to be, not for who you really are.

Well, the very cool thing about here is that you get what you see . . . simple as that . . . scars and all and I wouldnt want myself to be seen any other way nor would I want to see any of you in any other way other than who you are.

I am glad that so many of us are being blessed in so many different ways and I guess Raph summed it up best . . .

it's hard to think of people more deserving of miracles than my friends here writing about them.  

for Raph just because

Peace . . .

and thank you . . . I asked for stories and I received . . . THAT is a gift . . .

so keep 'em coming . . .

(You dont want me to start blabbing again)

(btw this is ALL Karen's fault, she started it a long time ago when she told me to STOP writing and START telling . . . then she started telling stories in Open and she IS a magnent . . . so yeah, my big fat mouth is all her fault . . .

*grin*

Susan?  

funny how we all seem to be connected in a way that we can't explain...

TG . . .

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What a wonderful thread this has turned into, littlewing!  I am enjoying each and every story here.  I just love all you people, and I'm wishing you just the sweetest holiday season ever.  *hugs* to all.  jo
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Huggin everybody tight for sharing in this thread.

And the good news, she was such a sweetheart today, and? I just found out she got an A on a speech she had to do at school and she never even told me until now..

Yah, today HAS been good.  

Everyone have a wondermous holiday..


Man, we need a GROUP hug!!
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Seems fitting that everything, and I mean everything, kept me from reading this, until today.  I would come in to start reading, and interruptions would spring from no where.

But the wind woke me about 30 minutes ago, the computer was on my bed [don't ask!] and I thought...

except for the wind, all is quiet, and peaceful, here.  Now...now would be a good time...

I have to agree with all of the comments above, all of the thank god's, all of the scars revealed...all of the in-spite-of's we've read...

It occurs to me that in the last week or so [probably longer] I've come across information from people all around us that this has been a year that no one would want to relive.  Yet...

here we are, finding reasons, real reasons, to believe in tomorrow, and next year.

I also have been telling people, and I don't know why, that in a few days, things are going to start turning around for the better.  I don't like to blow smoke up anyone's skirt, but those words keep tumbling out of my mouth at the most unexpected times.

Especially to myself.  Yesterday I once again found myself in that high-anxiety place that my current position puts me in, to worry about whether or not I would be employed in this "employment-at-will" state.  Here we are, spending money on Christmas, and will I be able to pay the bills in January [yes, but that's not the point...]

I finally let my husband realize where my mind was, and he basically said, "good!  Don't worry about it...you won't be unemployed long." Which surprised me, because it wasn't the answer I expected him to give me.  

And then as I was feeling better about the situation, I reflected back on the fact that another friend shares my concerns, and she had said, earlier in the day, "don't worry, because whatever happens will probably be for the better!"

Man, I believe that, too...

so tonight, er, this morning, I come in here to see what the rest of the world had been talking about, and find friends sitting comfortably, sharing things that I'll bet even some of their kids don't know about [hug Billy for me, Suzie] and am quietly reflecting on some of the past Christmases I have shared with family and friends.

God gave me a wonderful Christmas gift this year.

The reminder that our faith in Him, and His Son, is sometimes all it takes to set our world straight.  The reminder that we should not, nor anyone else, take Christ out of Christmas [I've loved seeing THAT email go around the world!]

And finally, the reminder that but for one man who had some foresight...without that, I wouldn't know and care for all of you.  So I'm going to tuck a thank you Ron in here, [I've been told he's like Santa and doesn't miss a thing!] just because I can, and just because Suzie started this gentle reminder of what is good about our lives - and the fact that we can share the good, AND the bad...and learn from it all.

So, this isn't a story, Suzie, but just a warm hug...and a kudos at the fact that you may be Irish, but I love your Italian gestures.



[This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-24-2005 09:05 AM).]

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hahahahah Kari, gosh that made me smile . . .

Merry Christmas to all of you, good or bad . . . look for one thing to make you smile and there you go.

Hugs to Billy, Kari and thank you

But this thread is a reflection of souls . . .

I thank you guys for this . . . because in the positive (always the negative, why oh why) and as I typed my message up there, my nephew had his car stolen right out of the driveway on a main street in the daylight.

Doors locked, no keys and its an older car so he has to eat that, you know?

And I am not being negative here, it is just why I question this world so much, human nature, why good things happen to good people and bad things happen to good people and at the most crucial times it seems.

He was the child in my first story.  Now 20, ready to start his life, again, and has had a most difficult 20 years so far.  His Dad died about 2 weeks after that fire in the beginning up there and he has been away to NYC and gosh, just been through some major stuff for being so young.

So he has this car, and it runs great and its old. but he is 20.  Its perfect and he is moving out on the 1st . . . with his girlfriend and this just made me go:

What in the name of God is wrong with people?

See?

*sigh*

Wish I could give him a new car . . . that kid deserves so much more from this world.
And I know it had to be some crackhead.  Who else would walk down thhe street and decide to steal an old car? Or someone looking for Xmas presents.  

Gosh . . . makes my chest hurt . . . that kid is like MY kid, I helped raise him so I am partial to his experience.

Some day I will give him the world, I promise myself this.

Merry Christmas everyone.  Even in the midst of things like this, he has his family . . . as we have our own and have ours here.

Much Love to you all.

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Happy Holidays Everyone!!!

and Suzie? I have a bit of the Irish in me too.       Big hugs for your nephew.....

Raph?  Big , and I most definately had that drink for you buddie.

[This message has been edited by Gentle Spirit (12-24-2005 12:56 PM).]

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Merry Christmas Everyone!
Peace & Joy for the coming New Year.

I am on my way to the best Christmas present ever.....my sister Enchantress!

love you all!
Chris
 
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