Wednesday, June 7, 2006
"The Morning" parts 2-3
This is parts 2 & 3 of Mike's written version of my story, "Perfection". I ran across this the other day. If you've been a regular reader of this blog, you also know that he doesn't talk to me anymore so that he can stay in the present with his wife. Any thought of me will consume his brain (like an alien?). So I am printing this just as " by Mike." He called it, The Morning. Part one is in MA. I'll post 1-6 in it's entirety there. There were lightweight enough chapters to go here. His version...
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Tuesday, June 6, 2006
"Morning" Pts. 1-2
Dear Readers: If you have been following the love story portion of my story, Perfection, I am posting Mike's version in six parts, all on the Mature Audience site, in six parts. It is a fictionalized version of "Perfection" and his story is written so well. I have posted parts 1 and 2 so far. It is called "The Morning" and to be consistent, I am only naming him as Mike (the author.) Cee
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The Purpose of Relationship
“The purpose of relationship is to decide what part of yourself you’d like to see “show up,” not what part of another you can capture and hold. There can be only one purpose for relationships – and for all of life; to be and to decide Who You Really Are. It is very romantic to say that you were “nothing” until that special other came along, but it is not true. Worse, it puts an incredible pressure on the other to be all sorts of things he or she is not. Not wanting to “let you down,” they try...
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Saturday, June 3, 2006
Purpose of Relationship
Yet the purpose of relationship is not to have another who might complete you; but to have another with whom you might share your completeness.
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Friday, June 2, 2006
I Will Go to the Place Where We Went
(Dear Mike - I got the message. Goodbye meant goodbye for all time. I will still be there at our place, by myself, August 11. Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.) This is a revised version of what I had posted here before. I actually sent this to Mike, and can only assume he opened the email as it was a sender I never used. I hate to use subterfuge but for this message, I did. I don't know if he read it or not. He has maintained his silence so he means to send ME a message -- that he is...
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Sunday, May 28, 2006
Somewhere Only We Know
I have spent another day writing a letter to Mike that he will never get but I will send a courier with the last four paragraphs just to let him know that God has told me what to do to say goodbye. Mike comes this way to visit his dad. It is not out of the realm of feasability... “I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete” Sound like a familiar place? God has been sending me a message like...
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Saturday, May 27, 2006
Happy Memorial Day
Muser's story today on how traditional holiday family get-togethers made her homesick, and she proceeded to tell how their little mountain town celebrated Independence Day with a parade and afternoon activities, culminating in a spectacular fireworks display. I had to pull out some photos from 1988 when my little family celebrated in like fashion. This photo is of myself with the kids and red, white, and blue, star spangled balloons.
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Friday, May 26, 2006
"Ideal" pt.3 finale
“Ideal” part 3 finale The day came for Mike to fly home to California. He and his sister had a good visit with their dad. The night before the flight, they were back with her kids in Overland Park and Mike went to visit another old friend he hadn’t seen in years. Soon, we were to rendezvous. I had to leave the house at 5:30 in order to make it to the car rental drop-off when he arrived. At 4:30, my cell phone vibrated in my hand to wake me up. We had I got up quietly and took the clothes I was...
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Wednesday, May 24, 2006
"Ideal" pt.2
Kathi and Mike got to their Dad's home at Tablerock Lake in southern Missouri. Their step-mother was in a nursing home and not doing well. Their father had worn himself out driving about half hour each way to visit and stay with her every day. He had fallen asleep driving and damaged his car just before his kids arrived. Luckily he was driving under 30 mph when fell asleep. He was obviously devoted to her. Her name was Carol. Since they were in a mountainous area, or very hilly, the Ozarks, cell...
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Tuesday, May 23, 2006
The Ideal
Mike and I arrived at the pricey Italian restaurant on Kansas City's Country Club Plaza and he was instantly impressed. It IS a beautiful architectural landmark with just the right amount of accoutrements for a building. It had ambience; it reeked of it! We started our lunch date with a glass of wine and some tender calamari. Then we switched to a small, fired pizza of sun-dried tomatoes, chunks of Parmesan cheese, and between entrees we munched on salad. I was paranoid about being recognized,...
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