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[LilacTree]

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@NAES1 wrote:

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@LilacTree wrote:

The greatest love of all is that of a mother for her children.  Even the one who may go astray and never return.

I have many other loves as well.  Fortunately, there is no limit to who and what we may love.

But I have always known that my final words (or thoughts if I can't speak) will be how much I will miss my children.

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@sissy2 Tree,

Hello~

     "....and I do hope that you have remembered me from some months ago.

 I wrote the poem for your daughter when she had loss of her her dear dog".

 I, also, tried to comment with messaging you for many months, then for reasons unknown to us, I became more limited in time to post or look for different friends; you being one,

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`thought provoking fun lady`.  I hope I have found you much better with your spinal issues but am aware of its damage from the prednisone.

I had posted earlier on this thread, then came back after three nice posters had read mine,  hearting me. I suppose agreeing?

Why I am coming to talk with you is about my mother: She often said the exact wording as yours, many times.

I, also... absolutely think of life and love with my child. There is no greater love.

 Once there was a thread asking about love and marriage.

I posted that I truly have had _One Love, _One Marriage,

_ One Blessed gift, my best friend, who was and is my husband. 

Although I had the fortunate opportunity of having many male relationships, nothing ever serious to think of marriage, I always knew I would go further with my education and actually never marry.

 He came to me so unexpected, so quickly that I suppose that may have been the shock of my life, I know my family was very surprised to have told them I was to be married. 

I observed people all of my life and never thought marriage was ever to be mine. Actually never saw much happiness, other than my parents.

When I wrote that particular posting, I meant it!

If, not meeting him, then I know there would never be anyone who could understand my complexities, nor my need for an independent life. 

When our first child was born, the entire world change for me, and to this day has remained a mystery to me... that me, of all women, could love this deeply, a child.  That will never end.

                    My entire life changed as 'a mother'~

I do not know where that unknown, hidden trait came from, but my priority was only my child, and nothing of fame, work, education mattered to me, as strongly as my little one.

           I do understand your eternal love for your children.

                                   Mine is the same as yours.

I do have a Love for my husband that is deeply, so very deep that it is an indescribable sensation. 

I appreciate your heartfelt love for all of your children. I know this to be sincerely true coming from you.

Hoping to hear more of you when I am here. 

Thank you for this message. 

                                                                                        NAES

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Hi Naes!  Of course I remember you, but none of my daughters have or had a dog in many, many years, so I don't remember the poem, unfortunately.

I am happy to hear that you found such a wonderful man in your husband.  I did not have such good luck with two tries.  I've been divorced since 1975 and never married again.  My best relationship was with a man I did not marry and never lived with.  It was perfect for us.  We saw each other on weekends and special occasions and it lasted for over ten years.  That has been over for 20+ years, but I still think of him and wonder how he's doing.  It was sad to end it.

My greatest loves are still my children and now my grandchildren.  And they become more precious to me the older I get.  I am glad to hear you have experienced that kind of love also.

I'm glad you wrote . . . it was nice to hear from you!  Ford

[NAES1]

@sissy2 Tree "wonderful that you've remembered me, but I am so apologetic typing out  dog, I meant cat, though. I remember this particular post indeed!

Her name was French. Without going into a correct spelling, I definitely recall ( close to) Minou\ phonetic  as in Min you.

This had to have been one year 6 months ago, but I did send a from the heart experience poem. Your daughter loved this quite well and kept it. You had told me __this__ one line of several meant so much to her. If my memory serves me well, she told you to say: I must understand her dark place that was so difficult to come out of, then approximately 7+ months post death of beloved kitty, she was falling in love with another who needed her care. She committed her devoted time to being a volunteer at either one pet store or a type of animal league.

I even remember her name without printing.

Oh, yes, I remembered the story from 3 years ago. He had met you one last time, the hug that you defined as " it felt with so much care and filled my heart with love.

Would not that have been devine -```DEVINE if IF that could have been your first and only love~

You speak of not so much luck(marriage).

Many do not!

I never had any attachments to being married when very young. I was quite the career business mind set and knew self well enough never to marry any of the different boys\men personalities, whomever I dated.

I had either limited time to go in two directions. One for modeling, taking me to NYC or being the best in a medical school or environment. 

I had chosen medical teaching in a hospital teaching for student nurses in the beginning. Once there and accomplished my degree, I was absolutely ready to take a position in California. That would have been a huge undertaking for me since I had never been any farther west than my home of 50 miles. I was still in my early twenties.

What did occur was that I worked surgery, surgical floor and my expertise  was in infectious diseases- one on one in a bubble like roroom all day long. No one nurse that I recall was that experienced in total sterile technique.

I worked through the nurse registry which allowed me to name when, what hours and certain days I chose. 

I was called over from surgery to medical \ICU to give only one injection for pain to a somewhat difficult patient. He had been in a unbelievable car crash and was not to have lived one day before.

I do not believe any organ  or bone was as whole! I did come over (favor to head nurse) to that floor, that room, only due to bring young and supposedly pretty ....then he would listen or at least be interested in what I was about to do?! Ha Haaaa, oh no, the opposite polar! He told me to leave, that he wanted no one in his room and for me to leave, which I did...hoping never to return. 

Three days passed by and via word from his mother, he asked where was I?

I did not go there for many days, he was of no interest to me, but being a professional, I did come over for a ..how are WE feeling as I stood there staring at his big blue eyes. I saw fractured everything, traction, a hole in his lung, one of the most pitifully looking patients that I remembered.

Believe it! I have no idea what ' just happened', but I knew at that very moment I would marry him. Never had I loved another human being as I did with him.

He was hospitalized for 53 days. He had several surgeries, and I was there with him watching from the bleachers. 

He was approximately 120 lbs from a strong 180 pound beautiful man. ( from photos).

That happened in a January, he was released in March. I was invited to his family home, I would make arrangements to have lunch with him, me driving, every 3 days, then out of the blue, he asked me on March 25th please marry me. 

 We were married 6 months later and I am in love with him as much, now as when I first had that mysterious moment.

If that is not an 1 in a million

[LilacTree]

Naes, yes it was Minou (pronounced Mee-nu) and it is French for kitten.  Your memory serves you well.  Since then her companion, Macy, the black cat who did not leave Minou's box of ashes for days, has also passed.  My daughter has since adopted two more kittens (brother and sister because she didn't want them separated) and just weeks ago adopted another kitten with one eye because she knew no one would adopt him.  The three of them are wonderful together and young, so hopefully she won't have to experience another loss for a long time.  She will never forget her Minou, however, and neither will I.

She volunteers at PetSmart one night a week and volunteers for our local "no kill" shelter on most Saturdays.  She's also good friends with a group of women her age who also do the same thing.  Between them all, they have probably saved over a hundred cats and will continue to do so.  They all work full time and find other fun things to do together.  They are truly amazing.

I will ask her about the poem, I'm sure she still has it.  That was so caring of you.

Your story about how you met and married your husband is so lovely and, yes, one in a million.  One usually only sees that kind of story on TV!  I am so happy for both of you.

Have a happy day.  Ford