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.
What was the best/worst letter or email you ever received or wrote? Write about the situation surrounding that letter, and why it was so significant.
I’ve never been one for sending momentous news by email they seem so impersonal. Much of my first few years after leaving home and learning to cope in my adopted country was spent writing to my Mum in England. Phone calls cost £1 per minute then so they were saved for special times like Christmas. I missed everyone and was gasping for news from home. Every Thursday I would drop a letter into the postbox and each Friday I’d get one from Mum. For years this went on and so much news went back and forth. The letter with the worst news was that my Grandma had died and I knew then I’d never see her again. The letter I sent with the best news was that I’d given birth to undiagnosed twins! I expect that would have been my parent’s most surprising and happy letter they received from me. That was back in 1973.
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