Life is stomping all over me this summer(with alpine spikes). Since the death of my Mom in the spring I have tried to set things right and move on with life. That has been delayed due to the pettiness of some Medicaid cretins. they determined in with their rules and procedures to only give Mom partial coverage so that the creditors were left with unpaid sums of money which they feel is due them, probably rightly so, but they have begun court proceedings to get the money from me.
Christmas time seems to be the time of year when the truly Lonely people are even more then usually alone.
I know why that is but it doesn’t change the fact.
Most people who have intact families are drawn back to them and they seem to gravitate to heartwarming thoughts and warm fuzzy feelings of love and family, and yes this is a right and proper thing. It is so nice to hear of those really genuine feelings being expressed and shared, I even like it.
hey this entry really isn't about anything in particular.
Just had to get on and say that Real Life has really had an impact on me in the last few months. As so often is the case with people who post serial or continuing stories I have failed to keep my story MOTW going past the last entry. For that I do apologize...what I will not say I'm sorry for is the RL reason that it has taken me so long to get the next segment posted.
I just wanted to say a GREAT BIG Thank You to all of you who have written to me offering support and kindness these past few days.
I had to put my beloved Mother in a nursing home this past Wednesday and it almost crushed me! She has lived in lower floor of my house for twenty years and I have taken care of her these last years because she was suffering from Dementia. A horrible disease that affects the mind to a great degree. There is no cure and and the prognosis is bleak for those afflicted with it.
This started out as a letter to anyone and no one — I’ve never had anyone I could write a letter like this to - but it turned into something else …I’m not sure what you would call it — an desperate cry — a plea for help — or just an aching heart yearning for love.
Letter from a Lost Soul
I know that you will probably not answer this letter back, but I had to tell you that I miss you and Love you. I had such a hard time accepting that you had gone. After I had spent so much of my life trying to find you, I’ve now lost you.
Hello Everyone !
I wish that I could have posted a new chapter today instead of this small update.
Real Life as usual has gotten in the way of something I would much rather do and that is edit and post more of this tale. I am working on the chapter 9 and it should be ready for you to read (and enjoy) soon.
Allyson is making headway in getting her devious mutiny plot going. (as one commenter put it). I'm not really happy with how that is being put down on paper so I may end up with something completely different, at this stage it is too early to tell.
Sorry for the delay in posting a new chapter but as always real life gets in the way.
I'm hoping to get the next chapter edited and posted this weekend, so for those of you who have waited patiently, your wait will soon be over.
Working 12 hours a days really is a drag and doesn't leave much time for anything else after caring for Mom and sleeping there's just an hour or so left so I'm behind.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I just get frustrated when I read a chapter or two of a story posted as a continuing serial, or novel posted in chapters I get interested in it,... and the author some times takes weeks or even months to get the next one posted.
Or in some extreme cases they don't continue it at all!
I know that is kind of critical of me to say, but don't tease me and then not follow through. That's very frustrating.
You may also enjoy seeing more of James Tissot's work there, he painted many more in the same vein of this work, he was rather prolific.
I've always been a fan of late 18th century dress and literature, so when I saw this for the first time in person. (Yes I stood infront of the actual painting, it's huge) It's actual title is "La Cheminee" 1869.
I've realized that I have taken a liberty with what people know of the ships bell system of telling time. So I'm going to post this for those of you interested in seeing what time I'm really referring to in my story.
I'm hoping that it transfers well and is understandable.
the system I'm using is the Classical
*British usage after the Nore mutiny[1]
At midnight on New Year's Eve sixteen bells would be struck - eight bells for the old year and eight bells for the new.
I'm hoping that everyone is enjoying this little tale of mine. OK so it won't end up to be so little.
I'm just gratified that there seem to be so many readers. I didn't expect that many actual people reading this story. Partly because as someone said to me "Historical tales don't get that many readers on this site"
I'm hoping to post a new part every week, so that will give you an idea of when to check back for a new part.
mittfh has the right idea I just didn't know the scientific names for those terms, both physical and mental. I'm happy that someone did though.
You know what? i've come to the realization that this really is a caring and wonderful place !
I've been reading some of these stories for years and never posted a thing but with what I've been going though recently with my mother and family this place makes more and more sense to me.
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