Archive through February 13, 2001
The ClubHouse: General Discussions - Jan -Apr. 2001: February:
The Most Memorable Times of your Life:
Archive through February 13, 2001
Ocean_Islands | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 10:11 am  Thanks for a great idea Guruchaz! Guruchaz Monday, January 29, 2001 - 11:58 pm ----------------------- Have you ever thought back and remembered particular times in your life that just makes you smile and swell up inside when you think about them? You know the ones. Those special times that stand out among everything else? The memories are so vivid that you can envision specific details like a song on the radio, a conversation, a place, an event, or just simply being with friends. This thread is dedicated to the short stories of your life that continue to stir happy memories and positive emotions. |
Willi | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 12:38 pm  I have one... It was the first night I met my husband. We were set-up on a blind date. Actually, the friend we had in common invited he & I and another man (she wanted me to have my pick...lol) to her house for a casual evening of games. The game we played was Scruples. My future husband baffled me because he "knew" me so well & so quickly. I remember laughing more that night than I ever had. He drove me home afterwards and we stayed up until 5am just talking about anything/everything. I still remember what we were wearing...That I made him his first cup of Earl Grey tea...That he made me smile more in one evening than other men had over years worth of time. I remember almost everything about that night. |
Norwican | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 02:15 pm  My parents are from the "old school" as far as their way of parenting. The "don't ever let 'em see you sweat" school of thought. Therefore, I did not realize that my parents were not "perfect" until about puberty... and it was not a pleasant revelation. Therefore, when I became a parent I wanted to do things differently. I was wrong in something I said to my little guy one day. I sat down on the sofa as he stood before me and held his face in my hands. I said "you know I was wrong for saying that to you before. I want you to know that parents make mistakes too." He looked deep into my eyes and said "you may make mistakes Mom, but you are the perfect Mom for me"... he then proceeded to pat me on the hand as to say "don't worry about it" and ended up giving me a big bear hug as I dissolved in tears. |
Ocean_Islands | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 02:31 pm  Thanks so much, that's a beautiful story. |
Max | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 02:33 pm  Y'all are makin' me get teary-eyed! Is there a clipart for "awwwww!"? One of mine was in college. A boyfriend had broken it off with me and I was very upset. Valentines day came and I opened my mailbox to find a hand-made card with some wildflowers. It was from him, which was great, but the poem he had written was so ambiguous that I didn't quite know what he meant. Later, he called and invited me to a concert. At the concert, it was the most romantic thing ever for me. He spent the entire night focusing just on me, dancing with me and telling me how much he wanted me back, how he'd been so wrong to break it off, and so forth. That was the first time I'd EVER experienced anything like that. I'm not certain if there were any other people at that concert or not. It seemed like we were floating on a cloud all by ourselves with wonderful reggae music in the background. We were together for a couple of years, but eventually drifted apart. I'll never forget that night, though.
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Twiggyish | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 04:36 pm  So many memories, some sad and some joyful. It is funny, but most of my memorable moments were shared with my family. The one that stands out happened in 1991. We all dread those phone calls.. Your relative is deathly ill and your heart stops every time the phone rings. The phone rang. My grandmother was dying and there was no hope. The dear lady who was important to me as a child..was dying. I lived over 100 miles away. It took me record time to reach her at the nursing facility. The old lady laying in the bed couldn't be the vibrant woman I knew. Yet, the hands laying limp on the sheets belonged to her. My mother, aunt and cousin were already gathered around her and each of them were patting her hand or gently stroking her hair. That night, as the hours creeped by, we shared in the special memories, which were a part of grandma. We laughed and cried in turn, as each of us related something. Somehow the clock above her bed was ticking louder and I could hear it clearly. Finally, in the early hours before dawn, we watched her draw her a shallow breath..I counted ..another breath..counted..and then nothing. My aunt, who is a nurse, checked and then shook her head. We sang an old church song, which was my grandma's favorite, and then each of us said good-bye. That memory stands in my mind, as the moment my life changed. |
Digilady | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 04:43 pm  Memorable times... today. Today I lost a dear, dear friend... whom I did at least get to see Wedneseday and Thursday of last week. More memorable yet: Thursday morning. I got a fast 30 seconds alone with him. I leaned over and whispered "I'll always love you, and I'll never forget you." He kind of grunted a bit, and turned his face into my neck. I stood up, said "Just keep being as *sshole and you'll be fine!" He muttered "It's the company I keep." I walked around his chair, blinded with tears, and touched his cheek and said "Goodbye sweetie". I got the email a few short hours ago that he left us at 5:30 this morning. Check the new profile out. |
Twiggyish | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 04:45 pm  Digi, I am so sorry. *tears* |
Lancecrossfire | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 04:53 pm  Digi--So sorry he is gone. Glad you got to say good-bye to him. Sorrow goes out to you, his family and other friends. |
Willi | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 05:03 pm  So sorry Digi. Thank you for sharing that picture. |
Digilady | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 05:28 pm  Thanks Twigs, Lance, Willi. Means a lot. Twigs, I didn't even have a chance to read your post - that's another one, all right. At least we had the chance to say goodbye. SO many don't. |
Noslonna | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 05:32 pm  Love you Digi. Thankyou for sharing James with us. I have had tears with you and Viv all week. You made him real and he will be remembered.
For James @ | \ / ` | | |
Ocean_Islands | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 05:34 pm  I'm sorry Digi. {{Digilady}}. Navre'. |
Wink | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 05:41 pm  Sorrow does not last forever. Love does. |
Digilady | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 06:02 pm  {{{Nos OI Wink}}} =this= is what the TVCH is really all about. Beautiful drawing, Nos... Wink, I'll send that one to Viv. Merci, mon vieux... si seulement je pourrais arreter de pleurer avant cette sacre soir. |
Maire | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 06:19 pm  Awww, Dig. So sorry for your loss.
  {{{Digi}}}   |
Ocean_Islands | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 07:17 pm  Les larmes sont un bain sacre qui signifie le profondeur du coeur. |
Digilady | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 07:58 pm  Donc j'ai un coeur sans fond, se soir. Cannot see the screen! |
Ocean_Islands | Monday, February 12, 2001 - 08:07 pm  C'est les nerfs qui relache -- prends une repose bien merite! |
Mlady | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 05:24 am  My heartfelt sympathy Dig goes out to you. |
Twiggyish | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 05:40 am  OI, comment vrai! Nous tous comprenons! |
Ocean_Islands | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 05:50 am  Didn't mean to turn this into a French thread . . . . there are just some things that can only be said in that language. I'm working on a Most Memorable Times for this thread . . . watch for it sometime this week. |
Twiggyish | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 06:16 am  The language of love =) |
Norwican | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 06:50 am  Aw Digi, humor to the end... that speaks volumes about your friendship. Sorry for your loss. |
Bamagirl | Tuesday, February 13, 2001 - 06:59 am  {{{Digi & Twiggy}}} |
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