Joy May 17, 2024 at 11:13am In response to "Exiled"
Such a great use of the words! So sorry you have to go through with all that with the aftermath of the operation. I hope and pray to heal perfectly and very soon.
I so like people who can sing! I sound like a crow to myself when I try. Great that you're going out into the nature. I wish though, the concussion had not happened. So sorry you had to go through all that. I sometimes miss my words, too, and I didn't have a concussion. I'm just aging. Luckily when I write, we have Google and an online thesaurus.
When I was a teenager I read Shirley MacLaine’s book You Can Get There From Here, in which she devotes a section to time she spent in Bhutan. It fascinated me.
While I respect & admire the aspects of Buddhism I know of, I’d be a bad Buddhist. I like earthly human stuff too much 😊
Wow, you could easily sell your house and travel for the rest of your life.
Kind of like me, I live in Los Vegas but we live in the southwest part of the city about 35 minutes with traffic from the strip where all the casinos are located. It's like a whole other planet. We go four times a year to see the botanical gardens at the Bellagio Hotel and that's it.
Vegas has been cooler the last several winters and had more rain than usual.
Hi, zLyn, thankyou. I’d forgotten I’d written this story until you took the tour to Coober Pedy. What a strange place. Thank you, I hope everyone enjoyed it there and at least found an Opal to take home.
Look at a picture from your younger years. You don’t have to share the photo with us, but try to describe it in as much detail as possible. What led up to the photo being taken and what happened after?
This is a picture of me, I was 27 years old. I’m standing at the railway station waiting to catch the train to London. It is 1972 I’m wearing a very short dress and a black leather coat. I’m holding the hand of my three year old daughter and telling her we are going on a big adventure. My parents are taking the photo and saying goodbye to their only daughter and grandchild as we leave our home to fly to Australia.
I don’t look in the least concerned which astounds me now when I think of the huge undertaking we were about to embark upon. It would be at least three years before I saw my parents again and that is when they visited us in our new country.
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