Jul 30, 2019

“He is up there somewhere yelling down at us that he loves us but we just can’t here him”.

That human is being God like. 
Sacrifice is also God like.

Summer not my favourite time of the year and even as it cools . .slightly..
`got stuck moving some furniture this morning ` . .took me an hour to get settee unstuck damaged both settee, further the wall painting . . . still that me
Do you recall the childish things . . parks...picnics...snogging...hearts with loved ones name wrote into trees...tears and upsets..making up...walks around `smithy bridge`...bus in `Malta` ...Bovril
Last evening watched again film 

What Dreams May Come. . .



Yes it really a wonderful film and deserves better recognition Robin Williams looks dated, and his smirks a bit of putting but real star is the actress
Described as “soul mates,” which met, immediately fell in love, shared a rather supernatural connection to one another.
Had two children, both of whom were killed four years before Chris’s death. Annie blamed herself, became suicidal and was admitted to hospital. Chris came to recognise how he contributed to Annie’s depression, out of his desire to help her, faced her with divorce and the decision to give up or keep living.

The themes which l noted ...Keep on giving, is a strong theme, . . . not giving up on Love, . .  be prepared to sacrifice.
But also need to embrace tough issues along with wrestle hard tough questions.
That this is life . and life is hard…but so little known about afterlife this feels like a door opening to possibility it may be…may be … in space or time like this…we can still have place to be human.
That human is being God like. The sacrifice is also God like.

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But had this thing, can only call hope. Hope or Faith ?

T here was chaos that l just didn't quite recognise. Feel that's known by those `creating the chaos`. Long Hospital corridors, 36 ho...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"