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waxnrope · 12-14-2010, 07:38 AM

Not on site much. I come by to respond to messages mostly. And to check here and see how everyone is doing.

I continue to light a candle each day for hope and solace and health for all who come here. This is a special place. A locus of peace and meditative harmony. May you all be blessed by the love which shines so brightly here ...

As for me, it is a true winter ... short days ... darkness prevails ... waiting.
I can reach Dolo by phone less and less. Her husband doesn't turn on the computer so we can call. Just on Sundays. Dolo doesn't remember to do it. I count the days to when I leave as I listen to the high pitched wheezes that accompanies each of her inhalations. She told me that they went to Germany to visit Christmas villages. I am glad for this bit of joy for her. I want to bring something, but don't know what ... nor why I would even think to do so. I think that times like this, one becomes not rational in their thoughts. I can't bring her time. I can't offer life ...

12-14-2010, 07:38 AM	#1063
waxnrope Timed Out How Do You Identify?: Permanently Banned 5/27/2011 Preferred Pronoun?: hy ho, hy ho; he, she, it, whatever Relationship Status: Going slow ... Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: in her orifices ... la frontera Posts: 1,433 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 6,414 Thanked 2,957 Times in 952 Posts Rep Power: 0	Not on site much. I come by to respond to messages mostly. And to check here and see how everyone is doing. I continue to light a candle each day for hope and solace and health for all who come here. This is a special place. A locus of peace and meditative harmony. May you all be blessed by the love which shines so brightly here ... As for me, it is a true winter ... short days ... darkness prevails ... waiting. I can reach Dolo by phone less and less. Her husband doesn't turn on the computer so we can call. Just on Sundays. Dolo doesn't remember to do it. I count the days to when I leave as I listen to the high pitched wheezes that accompanies each of her inhalations. She told me that they went to Germany to visit Christmas villages. I am glad for this bit of joy for her. I want to bring something, but don't know what ... nor why I would even think to do so. I think that times like this, one becomes not rational in their thoughts. I can't bring her time. I can't offer life ... Last edited by waxnrope; 12-14-2010 at 07:40 AM.