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She live across the street from me. When we were young. I use to play with the two brothers. She usually tagged along.
The problem I have is that on December 25, she complained about chest pains. A friend took her to the hospital. Major
problems, she flat lined once, they reviver her then emergency surgery to put in a stint. Flat lined again. Revived again, then a major blockage. Passed away.
The father did not tell the children until the 26th. They tried to call her. She left behind 8 year old twins (boy/girl).
I don't blame the father for what he did. I believed in doing the same. Let the children have Christmas.
Right now I still cant believe it. I don't know what I feel. Its tearing me apart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I been hugging Elektra alot.

That's rough, when you lose someone so suddenly. That's how my friend went, too. It was a shock, but I had to think it was better for her to die so quickly, rather than suffering for a long time. She didn't leave small children behind, which makes it so much sadder. I know how you feel, Chief, because I mourned her for a long time. She and I used to ride our horses together a few times a week, and she was more experienced with horses than I was, and she never hesitated to come to where I boarded Penny to look at a bump or scrape and offer advice. She was a very kind-hearted person, very generous with her time and help to her friends. She was expert at driving horses as well as riding, and I took a few driving lessons from her, since I had never done that. She studied driving with Michael Poulin, I think, one of the Poulins, anyway, who are in Maine and are experts with horses. She won lots of driving competitions as well as competitive trail rides, which is what she was mainly into when I met her, and we conditioned our horses together. She taught me about conditioning a horse.

Not only that, but we'd talk on the phone for hours in the evening when she got home from work. She didn't have a computer, so I'd often look up horse info for her online.

Once a year, she'd gather all her friends and organize a trip to a place in Rochester, NY, that sold horse stuff really cheap. We'd get together and shop and then have lunch together, talking horses all the while. She introduced me to a lot of the horse people in the area.

You can see how someone who figured this much in my life was a huge loss to me. She had been complaining of not feeling well. It sounded like the flu at first, and she went to the doctor about it, but the doctor just said drink plenty of fluids and get plenty of rest. She worked as a school bus driver, and I wondered if she caught something like mononucleosis from the kids. I reminded her of the story of my daughter who had similar symptoms and I thought it was mono, but it turned out to be thalassemia, an iron deficiency. I suggested she insist on a blood test. She went back to the doctor, the blood was drawn, and it turned out she had leukemia. They rushed her to Strong Memorial Hospital in Rochester, which is better able to take care of serious stuff like this than our local hospital. I went to visit her once; the next week, when I planned to make the 75-mile drive, she was dead. When I visited her, she seemed in some discomfort but not on death's door. I was amazed that she went so quickly. But it was a blessing, since I dread getting old and sick and being in a hospital, hurting, for months before I die. Going quickly is the better route for the person who is dying, though it leaves those behind more unprepared for the loss. I can only think that my unrest at her loss is a lot less than the pain and agony she might have suffered if she hung on long enough for me to get used to the idea.

I hope sharing my story will help you, Chief. I really do know what you're going through, having been there, done that.

And now, on a lighter note: Up On The Roof, The Drifters 1962 - YouTube
 
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Good Morning Volties. Hubby is making us some coffee in the French Press this morning. Very Fancy. It snowed last night and it is a pretty winter wonderland out here. I baked some whole wheat bread yesterday and there is butter and honey on the table.

Good Morning Lizzie! Thanks for the coffee and I love butter and honey on any homemade bread.

I'm not going ANYWHERE today! It's cold and very windy outside... brrrrr!! Great day to hear about the latest antics of that bad little horsey... :laugh:
 

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Reading the posts from yesterday brought home to me again the many aspects and levels of this wonderful gift of life.

Much of the time we travel on a rather level plane; doing the everyday things that are sometimes pleasant, sometimes humdrum, sometimes a bit tense or worrisome, but still within the limits of what we consider average days. Those, though, are usually the major part of life and should be cherished.

But at times that level line dips or peaks.

When it dips we experience the greatest pain of all, the pain of the loss of loved ones. Followed closely by the serious illness or injury of loved ones, personal serious illness or bodily pain, grave financial circumstances.

But the peaks! Those moments of absolute joy! They may be few and fleeting, but they add such wonder to the journey.

Forgive me if I seem melodramatic. The compassion, caring and sharing of all of you inspires me. Later I will be embarrassed for getting carried away.
 

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Given the recent discussion, although I have posted this before, I just thought this might be appropriate to post once again . . . I got the original version sent to me right about this time about 5 years ago when "My" Mother Died (12/28). . . Matter of fact, I use this as kinda of a mantra for every day life since then . . . What I edited below from the original piece - I do hope some people find the words helpful if not beneficial to them for whatever they are going through . . .


'I wish you enough.'

And when, 'I wish you enough,’ I want you to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain you . . .

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive & everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE . . .



Lastly, I wrote this quite sometime ago after contemplating the very large number of Friends and people I have known throughout the years who have died and I always pass this along to the people who come to the "Bereavement Support Group" I run . . .

Remember . . .

And as long as I am in your heart, stay in your memory, and fill your soul . . .

I will always be alive and with You.​
 
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Well, Marlou, I always say what a long strange trip it's been! I think I live FOR the joy and live THROUGH the sad.

The little horse is being so sweet and cute lately. Okay, he's always cute but he is turning into a real snuggle bunny. I decide I need to take him for a walk yesterday. Nothing fancy just a bit of a walk.

I get him out of the pen on his halter and lead. I can tell right away that he is going to be a handful today. He reaches for some grass and I say "No you don't!" He forges ahead so I circle to the left and stop as we go around. He doesn't want to stop but I tell him "Whoa" so he stops.

I have to take him past the feed shed where he always looks longingly "There it is, Nirvana, food everywhere. Senior feed pellets, grass hay, alfalfa. Yu, yum, yum." We get by there without him trying to stop. Good.

We advance down the driveway towards the front of the house. He wants to trot. "Walk, walk." "Nope, I want to trot." We stop and we try it again. He is "Mister Beans" as I like to call him because he is full of beans, all farts and giggles.

I get him to the front yard and I decide let's just have him go around me in a circle. I haven't found the long rope but he is on a 7 foot lead. I point and say "Walk."


"Trot!" he says. "Wee, oh boy, I'm trotting. I'm shaking my head. I'm running. Yeah."

"Hold on there buddy. Slow down. Let's walk. Your mama's getting dizzy fast.""

"Okay"

"Let's try the other direction buddy."

"Oh yeah, I'm a race horse. Watch me run!!! Quit yanking on my halter. I could go a lot faster if I wasn't trying to drag you along with me."

"Hold on, buddy. Slow down. Trot. Trot."

"Okay, I guess I'll slow down." "Good, because your mama is getting seriously dizzy:)"

"Walk, walk" "But I was born to trot, lady. Look at me. I look so good when I trot. Watch this leg action! Watch me shake my long pretty mane. Dang, I look good."

That little Wiseguy gets so full of himself sometimes. He wanted to trot so badly and I didn't because he was being a handful. I definitely need to get a round pen built [or at least locate another long piece of rope] so that I can let him run and trot and take out some of the farts and giggles before we try to do other things:)
 

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Well I hope for better luck next year... Too much tragedy this year. (All over the globe)
P.S. A friend of mine died on December 25. Just got back from the funeral.

Chief, I am so sorry; you have my deepest condolences.

She live across the street from me. When we were young. I use to play with the two brothers. She usually tagged along.
The problem I have is that on December 25, she complained about chest pains. A friend took her to the hospital. Major
problems, she flat lined once, they reviver her then emergency surgery to put in a stint. Flat lined again. Revived again, then a major blockage. Passed away.
The father did not tell the children until the 26th. They tried to call her. She left behind 8 year old twins (boy/girl).
I don't blame the father for what he did. I believed in doing the same. Let the children have Christmas.
Right now I still cant believe it. I don't know what I feel. Its tearing me apart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I been hugging Elektra alot.

Words cannot really help to relieve you of your grief at this time. But just know that we are your friends here, and we will listen whenever you need us to.

I ahve to go now be back on tomorrow. Talk about other things.

Yes, we understand. Take all the time you need.

Reading the posts from yesterday brought home to me again the many aspects and levels of this wonderful gift of life.

Much of the time we travel on a rather level plane; doing the everyday things that are sometimes pleasant, sometimes humdrum, sometimes a bit tense or worrisome, but still within the limits of what we consider average days. Those, though, are usually the major part of life and should be cherished.

But at times that level line dips or peaks.

When it dips we experience the greatest pain of all, the pain of the loss of loved ones. Followed closely by the serious illness or injury of loved ones, personal serious illness or bodily pain, grave financial circumstances.

But the peaks! Those moments of absolute joy! They may be few and fleeting, but they add such wonder to the journey.

Forgive me if I seem melodramatic. The compassion, caring and sharing of all of you inspires me. Later I will be embarrassed for getting carried away.

Don't be embarrassed - your sharing touches all of us. Sometimes we need to be reminded just how precious life really is.

Given the recent discussion, although I have posted this before, I just thought this might be appropriate to post once again . . . I got the original version sent to me right about this time about 5 years ago when "My" Mother Died (12/28). . . Matter of fact, I use this as kinda of a mantra for every day life since then . . . What I edited below from the original piece - I do hope some people find the words helpful if not beneficial to them for whatever they are going through . . .


'I wish you enough.'

And when, 'I wish you enough,’ I want you to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain you . . .

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive & everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE . . .


Lastly, I wrote this quite sometime ago after contemplating the very large number of Friends and people I have known throughout the years who have died and I always pass this along to the people who come to the "Bereavement Support Group" I run . . .

Remember . . .

And as long as I am in your heart, stay in your memory, and fill your soul . . .

I will always be with alive and with You.​

Thank you for sharing this .. it's beautiful.
 

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turning 50....im a senior now.............ive hardly got past my teens in my brain space...........OMG!!!....do I have to grow up....:confused: no no no:facepalm::laugh:

At 62 my body has definitely aged. When I look in the mirror, I ask myself "Who are you? And what did you do with Paulette?" :confused:

But in my mind I I feel like I'm still sweet 16. :lol:
 

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Okay - Since there is also a discussion about "AGE" - Here is something else I was just sent to help lighten up the thread a little . . . :D


As I was lying in bed pondering the problems of the world, I rapidly realized that I don't really give a rat's hiney. It's the tortoise life for me! A tortoise doesn't run and does nothing, yet it lives for 450 years. Not sure if my IRA investments will last 45 months. Anyway, here is a New Years thought from me to you all. May all be well with you.

1. If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal.

2. A whale swims all day, only eats fish, drinks water, and is fat.

3. A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years.

4. And you tell me to exercise? I don't think so. I'm retired. Go around me.

God grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked, the good
fortune to run into the ones I do and the eyesight to tell the
difference.



Now that I'm older here's what I've discovered:

1. I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

2. My wild oats have turned into prunes and all-bran.

3. I finally got my head together, and now my body is falling apart.

4. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

5. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

6. If all is not lost, where is it?

7. It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.

8. Some days, you're the dog; some days you're the hydrant.

9. I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few.

10. Kids in the back seat cause accidents.

11. Accidents in the back seat cause kids.

12. It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been anywhere.

13. The only time the world beats a path to your door is when you're
in the bathroom.

14. If God wanted me to touch my toes, he'd have put them on my knees.

15. When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone want to
play chess?

16. Its not hard to meet expenses . . . they're everywhere.

17. The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

18. These days, I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter, I
go somewhere to get something and then wonder what I'm hereafter.

19. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

20. DID I SEND THESE TO YOU BEFORE.
 

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A new year will be unfolding before us - like a blossom with petals curled tightly concealing the beauty within

Let this coming year be filled with the things that are truly good - with the comfort of warmth in our relationships, with the strength to help those who need our help and the humility and openness to accept help from others.

As we make our resolutions for the year ahead, let us go forward with great hope that all things can be possible.
 

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Oh Lizzie! :lol: I can just see Wiseguy running and throwing his cute little self all over the place, feeling his oats! This cold weather must really make him feel good!! I know you have to keep him in check, but I know you had to laugh at his spunkiness too. :laugh:

Uncle, I've really enjoyed reading your posts this morning. First, inspiring and uplifting... and the last one... funny as :censored:
 

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That's rough, when you lose someone so suddenly. That's how my friend went, too. It was a shock, but I had to think it was better for her to die so quickly, rather than suffering for a long time. She didn't leave small children behind, which makes it so much sadder. I know how you feel, Chief, because I mourned her for a long time. She and I used to ride our horses together a few times a week, and she was more experienced with horses than I was, and she never hesitated to come to where I boarded Penny to look at a bump or scrape and offer advice. She was a very kind-hearted person, very generous with her time and help to her friends. She was expert at driving horses as well as riding, and I took a few driving lessons from her, since I had never done that. She studied driving with Michael Poulin, I think, one of the Poulins, anyway, who are in Maine and are experts with horses. She won lots of driving competitions as well as competitive trail rides, which is what she was mainly into when I met her, and we conditioned our horses together. She taught me about conditioning a horse.

Not only that, but we'd talk on the phone for hours in the evening when she got home from work. She didn't have a computer, so I'd often look up horse info for her online.

Once a year, she'd gather all her friends and organize a trip to a place in Rochester, NY, that sold horse stuff really cheap. We'd get together and shop and then have lunch together, talking horses all the while. She introduced me to a lot of the horse people in the area.

You can see how someone who figured this much in my life was a huge loss to me. She had been complaining of not feeling well. It sounded like the flu at first, and she went to the doctor about it, but the doctor just said drink plenty of fluids and get plenty of rest. She worked as a school bus driver, and I wondered if she caught something like mononucleosis from the kids. I reminded her of the story of my daughter who had similar symptoms and I thought it was mono, but it turned out to be thalassemia, an iron deficiency. I suggested she insist on a blood test. She went back to the doctor, the blood was drawn, and it turned out she had leukemia. They rushed her to Strong Memorial Hospital in Rochester, which is better able to take care of serious stuff like this than our local hospital. I went to visit her once; the next week, when I planned to make the 75-mile drive, she was dead. When I visited her, she seemed in some discomfort but not on death's door. I was amazed that she went so quickly. But it was a blessing, since I dread getting old and sick and being in a hospital, hurting, for months before I die. Going quickly is the better route for the person who is dying, though it leaves those behind more unprepared for the loss. I can only think that my unrest at her loss is a lot less than the pain and agony she might have suffered if she hung on long enough for me to get used to the idea.

I hope sharing my story will help you, Chief. I really do know what you're going through, having been there, done that.

And now, on a lighter note: Up On The Roof, The Drifters 1962 - YouTube

I'm sorry for your loss. I think we can all agree on passing away quickly.
 

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Given the recent discussion, although I have posted this before, I just thought this might be appropriate to post once again . . . I got the original version sent to me right about this time about 5 years ago when "My" Mother Died (12/28). . . Matter of fact, I use this as kinda of a mantra for every day life since then . . . What I edited below from the original piece - I do hope some people find the words helpful if not beneficial to them for whatever they are going through . . .


'I wish you enough.'

And when, 'I wish you enough,’ I want you to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain you . . .

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive & everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

TAKE TIME TO LIVE . . .



Lastly, I wrote this quite sometime ago after contemplating the very large number of Friends and people I have known throughout the years who have died and I always pass this along to the people who come to the "Bereavement Support Group" I run . . .

Remember . . .

And as long as I am in your heart, stay in your memory, and fill your soul . . .

I will always be with alive and with You.​

That is a wonderful speach. Just put that speech in notepad. Thanks
 

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Okay - Since there is also a discussion about "AGE" - Here is something else I was just sent to help lighten up the thread a little . . . :D


As I was lying in bed pondering the problems of the world, I rapidly realized that I don't really give a rat's hiney. It's the tortoise life for me! A tortoise doesn't run and does nothing, yet it lives for 450 years. Not sure if my IRA investments will last 45 months. Anyway, here is a New Years thought from me to you all. May all be well with you.

1. If walking is good for your health, the postman would be immortal.

2. A whale swims all day, only eats fish, drinks water, and is fat.

3. A rabbit runs and hops and only lives 15 years.

4. And you tell me to exercise? I don't think so. I'm retired. Go around me.

God grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked, the good
fortune to run into the ones I do and the eyesight to tell the
difference.



Now that I'm older here's what I've discovered:

1. I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

2. My wild oats have turned into prunes and all-bran.

3. I finally got my head together, and now my body is falling apart.

4. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

5. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

6. If all is not lost, where is it?

7. It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.

8. Some days, you're the dog; some days you're the hydrant.

9. I wish the buck stopped here; I sure could use a few.

10. Kids in the back seat cause accidents.

11. Accidents in the back seat cause kids.

12. It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been anywhere.

13. The only time the world beats a path to your door is when you're
in the bathroom.

14. If God wanted me to touch my toes, he'd have put them on my knees.

15. When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone want to
play chess?

16. Its not hard to meet expenses . . . they're everywhere.

17. The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.

18. These days, I spend a lot of time thinking about the hereafter, I
go somewhere to get something and then wonder what I'm hereafter.

19. Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.

20. DID I SEND THESE TO YOU BEFORE.

Now thats funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.:lol:

Now thats funny, I don't remember being absent-minded.:lol:
 

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"At age 4 success is...not ...... your pants.
At age 12 success is...having friends.
At age 17 success is...having a driver's license.
At age 20 success is...having sex.
At age 35 success is...having money.
At age 50 success is...having money.
At age 65 success is...having sex.
At age 70 success is...having a driver's license.
At age 75 success is...having friends.
At age 80 success is....not ...... your pants."
 

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"At age 4 success is...not ...... your pants.
At age 12 success is...having friends.
At age 17 success is...having a driver's license.
At age 20 success is...having sex.
At age 35 success is...having money.
At age 50 success is...having money.
At age 65 success is...having sex.
At age 70 success is...having a driver's license.
At age 75 success is...having friends.
At age 80 success is....not ...... your pants."

What!!! So at age 62, I'm between having money and having sex. FAIL, FAIL, FAIL !!! :lol:
 
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