End times….

I’m still here.  I come here and look around several times a day.

i’m having a hard time knowing what to say.  I so regret the loss of this place.  i keep hoping there will be another chance – that it will continue in some way. 

I’ve been busy with my new job.  I worked the last ten days – including two days being bussed to another facility – god it sounds like prison.  Anyway it’s still fun so I suppose I’m lucky.  But it doesn’t leave a lot of time for writing.  I’m behind on my grandkids’ letters too.  Horrors!

It’s been and continues to be a very cold and snowy winter.  Jim is busy feeding cows and getting wood. ‘

I should have my three day weekend coming up so I will have some time to think about what to say here and let’s hope I’ll get it said.

I’m reading a 10 cent library discard called ‘The Soul of a Butterfly: Reflections on Life’s Journey’ by Muhammad Ali with his daughter Hana Yasmeen Ai.  It’s a remarkable book.  Kind of a spiritual religious common sense book.  The formatting is very interesting with different colors and fonts and quote and stories.  It’s just a very pleasant book. 

So anyway.  I have to get moving.  See you all – or maybe not, huh?

 

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February 6, 2014

Yes, it is strange this place with out location is – was – important to many, I expect many like us will keep peeking inside; until there is nothing to peek into any more …. . . . . . . . . . .

February 6, 2014

Well, we’re near where the the Nostradamus-like prophecy called for the end. Do you suppose we’re supposed to put a bag over our heads or something?

🙂 Better than a frown, eh?

February 6, 2014

Ditto several times a day. but I usually have something to say. Girl, it’s a long way from up there to down here with a lot of sunshine in between. Take care and be well. Thomas

February 6, 2014

it’s nice and quiet here, but your entry is certainly a lovely one, I am going to look for that book, have a good day, hugs!!

Maybe he just made that announcement to get rid of the deadweight…leaving us diehards here? *hopes*

February 6, 2014

Yes, please gather ye thoughts and post them here. I’ll be looking. And I’ll wave at you on FB.

Yes, I am still peeking every time I get a chance. It has been a very busy few days at my house, so my time here has been more limited than I would have liked.

Somehow I never thought of M. Ali writing a book, or never heard of it, anyway. If I find it, I’ll read it. Yes, I’m still poking around here, too.

February 6, 2014

I’m going to miss OD…….and reading your entries. So long Woman in the moon. If I wasn’t a married man I’d send you a long sexy kiss. Those bachelors in your area don’t know what a prize you are

February 6, 2014

I’m going to miss OD…….and reading your entries. So long Woman in the moon. If I wasn’t a married man I’d send you a long sexy kiss. Those bachelors in your area don’t know what a prize you are.

February 6, 2014

I’m rereading some diaries, slowly clearing out old entries, keeping vigil until the death knoll, I suppose. 15 years is a relationship deserving of attention, even in the waning hours. Will catch you on PB when the time comes.

February 6, 2014

I’m still in the mourning phase.

I’m leaving my last notes and will then delete my journal. I have everything downloaded from OD and in my original word files… so sad to see this site die.

February 6, 2014

feeling the same as you about this place slowly dying. I was just thinking on writing another faves page, that now may be a good time to symbolically put some of our old bad habits and negative feelings into OD so when it finally does vanish they will be too….kind of like a ritual of burning stuff, a cleansing. Trouble is….I have so many bad habits it would too long to list them all… hugsand smiles p