Toilet paper, 4 girls usually or more in this house, plus at least their guys.
Hair conditioner and lip gloss, oh and flip flops
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i use lots of toilet paper.....
Toilet paper, 4 girls usually or more in this house, plus at least their guys.
Hair conditioner and lip gloss, oh and flip flops
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tom cruise came to charlotte in 1989 to film "days of thunder.
I know nothing about Scientology , nor do I care to ..lol. But,,,,, I am curious, a friend of mine told me they believe that aliens came here and oh nevermind, too crazy to say.
Anyway, I am not a Tom Cruise fan.
it just breaks my heart when i read some of the posts on this websites and hear all of the horror stories about people and families suffering because of what the church or religion did to them.
not just jw's or mormons, but catholics, born-agains are also included in this group.
i bet you could find just as many disgruntle ex-catholics and ex-born-agains out in the world who have been severly hurt by their church.
I will just say that in my personal experience so far with "needing" to find a church or a belief,,, it just hit me one day, that I didnt need it.
When I left JW, I thought I had to find God right away, I read, I pray, and prayed, thought with an open mind and felt .......nothing.
I felt no connection with God. I still don't.
When you try to have a relationship with someone and they ignore, after awhile you quit trying. That is where I am now.
That doesnt mean that I hate God, or that I totally don't believe, I am not even sure where I fit in , in what I believe. And that is fine with me for now.
not feeling like there life's been affected that negatively by their involvement with jw's?.
i ask because while i do believe being raised a jehovahs witness has probably done me some considerable emotional damage, i still can't imagaine it hurt me anymore (and in a lot of cases i'm sure it did far less damage) than the average non jw upbringing.
i had no debilitating diseases, no broken family, kind and loving parents etc...you get my point though?.
Oh yeah , when I first came to this board , when I lost my religion, I realized how much JW hurt me.
I felt I had to blame something or someone for my misery, and I do think that the JW things really did contribute to alot of the screwed up problems I have had.
As I have entered the real world,,,,,,,other people who were never JW's, I realized that their religion, what ever it be, their families , etc. etc. ALSO screwed them up. I just think now that no one, regardless of relgion really escapes trauma, there is hardly such a thing as a normal childhoood for anyone anymore. Sad.
1. chocolate is just another snack.. 2. you can wear a white shirt to a water park.. 3. car mechanics tell you the truth.. 4. if you retain water, it's in a canteen.. 5. people never glance at your chest when you're talking to them.. 6. new shoes don't cut, blister or mangle your feet.. 7. one mood, all the d**n time.. 8. no maxi-pads.. 9. you can do your nails with a pocketknife.. 10. you have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
I have to agree with all of that ,,,,,,,,,not fair!!
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that is, if you are able to without the prospect of facing a three-man kangaroo court appointed by jerhover to keep the congregation clean from apostate influences.. i'll go first: .
I love everyone's pics, hugs to you Donnie .
I just love Arthur,,,, I watched that the other day.
my son jake graduated from high school a couple of weeks ago and my dad sent him a nice sum of grad money, as a gift and to tell him how proud he was of him.
also in the card was to remind of his upbringing as a jw and that in time he hopes he embraces it again.
when ginger died he came to the funeral and we started talking again , after 3 years of silence.
I really appreciate the replies to my post. I have been under a bit a stress lately and until 3 am forgot that I even posted. I am trying to relax, turn the endless tv channel surfing off , stop reading and let my mind think . Usually when I do that , things come to my mind that I wish would go away. I guess though it is good that I finally did remember that I DID post even if it was days ago.
Gumby, Denny is in Paris, Texas , so with four kids to deal with here at the house by myself you can see why I am going more looney than normal. I will tell him you said hi, and the thought of hair in eggs is probably why I dont eat them much anymore........lol. Hugs to you , hope to see you someday soon.
Thanks to all of you for listening to me, I don't get to get on this computer much anymore due to so many kids and that darn Myspace thing they all got going on. Just know that each and everyone of you gave me something to think about, and especially gave me comfort in not feeling so alone .
I love you all, Dede
Has anyone heard from her? I don't know why, but here lately she has ran across my mind alot, wondering if she is OK?
my son jake graduated from high school a couple of weeks ago and my dad sent him a nice sum of grad money, as a gift and to tell him how proud he was of him.
also in the card was to remind of his upbringing as a jw and that in time he hopes he embraces it again.
when ginger died he came to the funeral and we started talking again , after 3 years of silence.
My son Jake graduated from High School a couple of weeks ago and my Dad sent him a nice sum of grad money, as a gift and to tell him how proud he was of him. Also in the card was to remind of his upbringing as a JW and that in time he hopes he embraces it again.
When Ginger died he came to the funeral and we started talking again , after 3 years of silence. He told me that he would be there for me and that we would stay in touch, he lives 5 hours from me. He has kept that promise and calls quiet often. I bascially told him as we were standing over my Sister that I didnt know what to believe anymore, in Heaven , or just what will happen to this world.
He took it as good and told me he understands I have been hurt, and he took some responsibility for my pain over the years. We talked alot and he told me things I wish he would have told me 20 years ago. Actually some of the things he told me were very serious , and I told him things and together we put something together about someone who might have abused me when I was little. He was so hurt and angry and said if he had known he would have killed this person. My Mother knew but I never knew she didnt tell him.
Now when we talk he tells me about all he is doing in the congregation, the new mags, etc. etc. He even broke my heart when he told me......." I know you....... I know you had the strong faith , you brought me back in when I was d/a and because of you and I back, and I know......I KNOW , that you will find your way back".
Well, the way that I am , when my Daddy says things like that it tears me up. I have always wanted to make him proud of me.
I know he is sincere in wanting to help me, he wants me to have the hope of the resurrection as he does. Sometimes I wish I could beleive that again, but I can't lie to myself. Now I know alot on this board have found other religions and other beliefs,,,,,,,but so far I havent.
I just think you die and that is it. At least for right now , that is how I believe, and I am ok with that.
It is just hard to see him finally trying to be in my life , and I truly believe he believes and it hurts him to see me as a lost sheep. It makes it hard to talk to him , knowing that he wants so much for me to be comforted . Sometimes I don't tell him how bad I am hurting so he doesnt try so hard to comfort me with "the truth".
The weird thing is ........at this time, I wish I believed . Life is so unfair, so bitter sometimes, it seems it would be better to live in a fanatsy world . Then I come back to reality and thank goodness for the life I have now of freedom. Now I just have a little hope that there just might be something on the other side of this life and Ginger, Mama and me will meet again.
mothers day can bring up many issues for some of us.
for some their mothers have passed away and the opportunity to say i love you in person is forever lost.
for others our mothers are lost to the borg.
It has been some time since I lost my Mama , time has not healed that wound for me. And to hurt even worse than that , I lost my baby sister a few months back , also suicide. When they cross my mind, which happens to be a 1000 times a day each, I just feel like the "last one standing", and "then there was one". I feel like I have been left alone. I do get down when I see all the Mother's day commercials, or the cards at the store, the special gifts for Mothers.
I feel down when I realize that my neice will be just like me for the rest of her life, not having a Mother to celebrate with. This will be her first Mother's Day without her Mom. Going to a grave just feels so empty. But really what eles can you do, sometimes life just doesnt seem fair. I will have to pull myself together to help her grieve her Mom, to help her celebrate her Mom even thou she will not be with us Sunday. I have to keep working on concentrating on the here and now, give honor to my Mama and my sister , but this life we have now is for the living and we can't change the past.
When I get to feeling sad about this day coming up, I try to remember that I am a Mom that is dearly loved. For all the times I have grieved , missed and wanted my own Mother, I have poured that energy into being the best Mom that I can be.
Yesterday evening my oldest Son , Jake graduated from high school.....with honors. They had a slide show , showing baby pictures, childhood and young adulthood. Of course I cried, realizing that he has passed a great milestone in his life and is moving on. I was so proud when each child's name was called and the parents were asked to stand......Jake handed his Dad and I a lovely red rose , in appreciation for helping him make it thru high school. I cried of course and thank goodness I was not the only parent to cry that night..lol.
But , I couldnt help but wish that my Mom and my sister could have been in those seats to cheer him when he walked out a man in that cap and gown. Who knows, maybe they did get to see it , but still their laughter , their joy and their smiles were truly missed.
I love you Mama and Ginger, you are with me always , Dede