Exotic_Beauty, about Each Breath I Take Bring Me Closer To My Last: this very wise woman, my grandmother, suggested a way to let go, which upset me at the time...but WHO can get upset and stay upset with a grandmother who's had her share of ups and downs over a lifetime. How to let go? She suggested jumping jacks. Try to hold on to someone doing jumping jacks! They make you healthier with the exercise, and healthy helps the heart...oh, and I met some really nice guys in the exercise class that I eventually dated. It took as many years to fall out of love with that particular love as it did to fall in love with him. I stayed mad at him for decades and then found I could care about him again because he'd given me much more of a life, and a healthier life, by playing games with me so that I played out and moved on to something real. I also got good at darts using a photo of him as a target for a bit. When I was able to do that, I finally realized that I didn't love him the way I thought I did. I can't hurt the one, in any way, that I truly love. I step back out of myself and look at who I am as my grandmother suggested. Oh, and I loved her without reservation ...... Rennie
Ali, Blakey,
Thanks for being such darlings :)
I wish him happiness and love so badly that it hurts!
Varda,
I have been able to find solace and support here for similar circumstances and I wish you the same. Welcome.
Varda, about My boy back home:I really, really love this.
Varda~ Thanks for the compliment, too. I'm sorry to hear about your heart ache. At least it makes for good poetry. I don't think a break-up means time wasted. I don't believe in regrets. Every experience teaches us something, and makes us whatever we are. Just because you know it's time to move on doesn't mean it's easy. I'm sorry. Hang in there. ~Vi
Varda, about My boy back home: I love this. You have found a home here, believe me. You will find friends, solace, shoulders, advice. And you will read your own feelings in others' writing. And eventually, if you just hold on, you won't feel so splintered (excellent word, by the way). Just hold on.
distant moon, about Self Titled: Fabulous. And befitting of your screen name, by the way!
CJ King, about Jump:
I really feel this, CJ. It's different for me, but I get exactly what you mean. Life isn't fair--and a lot of times, it happens in heaps and spades, until you look around and wonder, "Is this ever going to let up?" And it sucks, sometimes, being strong--especially in comparison, perhaps, to people we know who aren't. They handle things differently, and people treat them accordingly. It might also seem that they have to deal with less, because of it.
Being strong can be a pain in the ass. But, when push comes to shove, and I'm wondering at how crazy things are, and how they got this way--I know I'll be alright, even when things feel so far from alright. It's tiring, yes. It's trying as all hell.
I know you'll get through. Sometimes just giving in, and giving up, is appealing. It seems like a way out. But you get mad, and you get up, and remember who you are. Circumstances have the power to change us, to push us somewhere we never thought we'd go--but only if we let it. And that inner strength? It'll never let you down.
That said...((((HUGS)))) And I hope I haven't rambled too much. Excellently written piece.
CJ King, about Greyhound:
I've had the same impulse. Depending on what I'm looking at (a bus, plane, train), I imagine different scenarios. Running off to Bermuda and bartending sounds quite appealing sometimes. :-) Great piece. And more ((HUGS))
Ali, oh wow, thank you for your words, and btw you never ramble. This allowed me a good cry, sitting here on my couch, something I really just never do. Thank you. So true about how it seems others don't get handed so much, simply because they don't appear able to handle it, and probably couldn't. It's a weird phenomenon. Yes, inner strenth is a gift, I know that, but you're right. Sometimes, it's just a big friggin pain in the ass. But it's a mindfuck as well because I know that I have a good life because of it, you know?
Anyway, thanks for being out there, sharing this feeling. God it helps so much knowing you're not alone. It's crazy how much it helps. Thank you.
Ali, about Love, like Alcohol: This is a great insight. And I couldn't agree more with your closing lines:
Over
and over,
and over--they tell you,
too much of something
will kill you. But, I don't know,
I'd kind of like to find out for myself.
Bravo!
~Harem~, about KIRK -- The Blender KING:
Kirk is going to develop an EGO if we keep this up! Let any who doubt his existence just check out the new digest!
CJ King, about Alcohol: I hear you CJ
Varda, I don't even know you but I don't think you 'failed'. Relationships crumble sometimes, and if you're like me you've been sweeping the crumbs under the rug for a long time.
I discovered you was holding tightly to nothing in the end. Chin up! Jim
Correction above. Should read "I discovered I was holding tightly to nothing in the end."
blakey, about Intermission:
I love the metaphor--and I know the feeling, Blakey. Great piece. Very eloquent. It's always a pleasure to read your words. :-) Oh, and thank you for the compliment on that piece. I'm very glad that you liked it.
CJ~
You are more than welcome, my dear. Honestly. I'm glad to have helped, even in some small way. ((((HUGS)))) I'm here anytime. :-)
hairdiva - thank you so much! yeah, I didn't mean for it to be like that, but when I got to the end...it just fit. ;-)
jwb and blenderites :)
i like to know "who" writes the songs... and I've always liked the song "fever" in which was submitted recently...I personally remember Peggy Lee, Elvis Presley and Madonna recording this song; however, i found a sight that gives more detail...i wouldn't be surprised if jwb already know the facts--he has sang the blues...
http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=3496
CS%*
Thanks P. Hope you are doing OK.
I knew Elvis didn't write it, but the site I got the lyrics from credited him.
I haven't had time for the stage for six months or so. The new job keeps me quite busy, and hump night blues keeps me up too late. But anytime you are in HS on a Wednesday we can certainly hit it. I am still an active member of the spa city blues society, although I rarely attend meetings anymore. I'm not sure I've heard Madonna's version of Fever, but I am sure she covered it well. I've never tried it because if I wiggle too much I will break. Jim