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Coffee With The Princess!
2 years ago
Coffee With the Princess!
Being A Good Person ...
Forgive my tears and mood this morning, y'all, but I finally allowed my tears to fall after the passing of the Bass Man, a beloved boss and a good friend on last Friday. Thursday, we had the private burial and then the memorial for him. He was the best! Back before I went into the hospital, he was always there for me, no matter how busy he was, willing to listen and to offer sage advice. After my amputation of a portion of my left foot with the four smaller toes, he would listen to me rant in rage at the people around me who were making it terrible to live at the apartment complex. They partied all night often enough, causing a lot of noise. Management here at this place would NOT do anything about it since they needed the money to keep things going.
This is the best example of a team effort on this wonderful man and others around me, y'all! One day, I snapped and went berserk in a rage that my beloved Kaitlynn was waiting for I'm sure! Oh, it was ugly like a Rolling Stones group photo and then displayed on a big 83 foot monitor for all here to see! And ... no one cared. I called the police and they came by, but did little. It would take several of my friends and this wonderful man to help me through all of this garbage and finally, the Big Boss, son of the original Big Boss, would sit me down and get me to vent and cry and complain. I finally wrote the apartment dwellers an apology letter, asking for understanding and forgiveness, but also a promise in the form of my word that they will NEVER have any more problems from me. I was so ashamed of my rage spilling over! But, it had been about three years of this sort of nightmare, something that Freddy Kruger would have fed on and grown to be truly the Lord of Nightmares!
Over the years, I had lost my way. My usually strong and unbreakable faith had been sundered terribly, a lot of it with the passing of my beloved Kait and all that later would stack up here and there like old news papers collecting would finally burst into flame with all of the rage I have stored up since August of 1991 and only had dealt with here and there over the decades. I never suspected that there was so much anger and hate in my heart, y'all! But, this groovy guy of a boss helped me realize that while I'm frighteningly flawed, brutally broken, and hugely humiliated, I was also humbled. It's taken so much out of me to be a better person. I'm still working on that project and I will up until I pass this mortal coil.
Thanks for reading this!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
Being A Good Person ...
Forgive my tears and mood this morning, y'all, but I finally allowed my tears to fall after the passing of the Bass Man, a beloved boss and a good friend on last Friday. Thursday, we had the private burial and then the memorial for him. He was the best! Back before I went into the hospital, he was always there for me, no matter how busy he was, willing to listen and to offer sage advice. After my amputation of a portion of my left foot with the four smaller toes, he would listen to me rant in rage at the people around me who were making it terrible to live at the apartment complex. They partied all night often enough, causing a lot of noise. Management here at this place would NOT do anything about it since they needed the money to keep things going.
This is the best example of a team effort on this wonderful man and others around me, y'all! One day, I snapped and went berserk in a rage that my beloved Kaitlynn was waiting for I'm sure! Oh, it was ugly like a Rolling Stones group photo and then displayed on a big 83 foot monitor for all here to see! And ... no one cared. I called the police and they came by, but did little. It would take several of my friends and this wonderful man to help me through all of this garbage and finally, the Big Boss, son of the original Big Boss, would sit me down and get me to vent and cry and complain. I finally wrote the apartment dwellers an apology letter, asking for understanding and forgiveness, but also a promise in the form of my word that they will NEVER have any more problems from me. I was so ashamed of my rage spilling over! But, it had been about three years of this sort of nightmare, something that Freddy Kruger would have fed on and grown to be truly the Lord of Nightmares!
Over the years, I had lost my way. My usually strong and unbreakable faith had been sundered terribly, a lot of it with the passing of my beloved Kait and all that later would stack up here and there like old news papers collecting would finally burst into flame with all of the rage I have stored up since August of 1991 and only had dealt with here and there over the decades. I never suspected that there was so much anger and hate in my heart, y'all! But, this groovy guy of a boss helped me realize that while I'm frighteningly flawed, brutally broken, and hugely humiliated, I was also humbled. It's taken so much out of me to be a better person. I'm still working on that project and I will up until I pass this mortal coil.
Thanks for reading this!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
CartoonMeat
~cartoonmeat
I've lost a few people over the years, lots of friends and someone very close to me. I'm sorry for your losses hon. I wish we never had to lose anyone.
BalloonPrincess
~balloonprincess
OP
Thanks so much, honey. You and I have and will keep on talking about our loved ones passing. I cannot tell you how much your support has made me feel today.
Ferrett
~ferrett
We got you babs
BalloonPrincess
~balloonprincess
OP
Thanks, honey!
