Yes, KAW it was VERY tongue-in-cheek. Just my warped sense of humor.
Of course it has to be his idea, and I won't be upset if it doesn't happen. The letter-writing actually became a life-line for us for the first few months after the bomb. Verbal communication led to some very volitile moments. Writing things down helped slow down the thought-process, and I think we did a lot of negotiating a reconciliation that way.
Well Shiny, I've been reluctant to post the past few days. It sure sounds like a lot of people in Piecing are feeling really down lately (what is it about the cycles around here?!?).
I don't know what the heck..but I have felt so sad. Yesterday, we were in Lowe's getting paint and I was standing in line and started to cry. I wanted to yell at Wolfie and tell him that I need more than to be affectionate roommates.
Last night, I tried again to tell him that I would like more communication and connection between us. I don't want him to feel like I am demanding more and not appreciative of how hard he has worked.
I just fear that if we accept the old status quo, we will head right back into trouble.
Besides that, it makes my heart ache to love someone so much who is afraid to let anyone get close...not even his mate.
Sorry to hear you caught the 'blue bug' too, Tal. My personal theory is that the proximity of the holidays is getting to us. Whatever it is, it sucks.
Everybody tells me that if I pamper myself, read and watch scapist stuff and wait it out, the bug will pass. Any specific Indian remedies? Fern tea? (oops, is that poisonous?)
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
I know, that's the one sure thing is that things change:p
What the heck are he and I trying to do, anyway? I'm a person who really needs the very thing that he's terrified of. Does that mean that I will always feel this deep sense of lonliness even when I am with him?
Before the bomb, I gave up always trying to pull him out of his shell, I quit putting myself out there because it was getting me nowhere but frustrated. I decided to drop the rope. Instead of him picking it up, he just decided that I didn't care anymore and had an A.
That 180 obviously backfired. I'd keep doing what works, if I knew what works. So far, the only thing that seems to have helped on this issue was what he was getting out of individual C and MC, but he hasn't made new appointments for either for over 2 months now.
No, Fern tea isn't poison, but it doesn't cure the winter blues. Yeah, there is a Indian cure, but it doesn't mesh very well in today's world.
Spring, Summer & Fall were for gathering food and supplies to last the winter. In the winter, when your body and mind slowed down, people did what came naturally and semi-hibernated.
Probably the same thing with your ancestors, right? Running around, trying to work and rush around during the winter is probably working against our natural body rythems.
Yea, we used to paint bisons and antelopes in caves during the winter. The caves are still there.
And we have a couple of nice protective spells that I know of. One with salt, to protect the home and its inhabitants against evil, the other with oruxo, a type of brandy, to purify the soul.
"You don't throw a whole life away just 'cause it's banged up a little"
Tom Smith in "Seabiscuit"
Whatever it is, it sucks.
