Lonely Loneliness

Hugs

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Robin wrote: >I don’t think we’ve met yet.  I’m Robin, and I appeared here a >few days ago.  Thanks for the hugs, and pleased to meet you.

Hello Robin, It’s very nice to meet you =) welcome to the group! I hope you’ll decide to stay and post a while. Regards, Jenn http://members.aol.com/jeneve23/enter.html  - – - – - It’s not a cry that you hear at night It’s not somebody who’s seen the light It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah …. Jeff Buckley

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Hi, If there’s room for any more, I’ve got some I can spare. Hugs to everyone, Robin. On Wed, 07 Jul 1999 16:52:04 -0400, Chief <spoo…@banet.net> wrote: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a >big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. ><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >Sincerely, >Eddie (Chief)

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<sneaking in> {{{{{{{ H UG S }}}}} Regards, Jenn http://members.aol.com/jeneve23/enter.html  - – - – - It’s not a cry that you hear at night It’s not somebody who’s seen the light It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah …. Jeff Buckley

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Hi Jenn, I don’t think we’ve met yet.  I’m Robin, and I appeared here a few days ago.  Thanks for the hugs, and pleased to meet you. Take care, Robin. On 09 Jul 1999 03:13:34 GMT, jenev…@aol.com (Jenn) wrote: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -><sneaking in> >{{{{{{{ H UG S }}}}} >Regards, Jenn >http://members.aol.com/jeneve23/enter.html > – - – - – >It’s not a cry that you hear at night >It’s not somebody who’s seen the light >It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah …. Jeff Buckley

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Hugs right back at you and everyone here who wants to be hugged Nanny — Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Chief wrote in message <3783BDF4.716B5…@banet.net>… >I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a >big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. ><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >Sincerely, >Eddie (Chief)

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Robin Pell wrote: > Hi, > If there’s room for any more, I’ve got some I can spare. > Hugs to everyone, > Robin.

    Ahh, Robin…..some of us always have room for one more hug.  <smile> right back atcha!  Jae —         "Of all human weaknesses…….                   Obsession is the worst……..                           And the silliest!"            –Greek Chorus, from "Mighty Aphrodite"

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The feeling is mutual brother, thanks. Brother Hugs Eddie (Chief) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Maddogg wrote: > Thanks, Eddie… good idea… I just want to remind > you to behave… (smile)… I mean, I love you like a > brother, but that’s as far as it goes… (laugh) >                          warm, brotherly hugs, >                          Michael > In article <3783BDF4.716B5…@banet.net>, spoo…@banet.net wrote: > >I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a > >big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. > ><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> > >Sincerely, > >Eddie (Chief)

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Thanks, Eddie… good idea… I just want to remind you to behave… (smile)… I mean, I love you like a brother, but that’s as far as it goes… (laugh)                          warm, brotherly hugs,                          Michael – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -In article <3783BDF4.716B5…@banet.net>, spoo…@banet.net wrote: >I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a >big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. ><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >Sincerely, >Eddie (Chief)

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I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Sincerely, Eddie (Chief)

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>I think it’s time we had another one of those group gropes so here’s a >big hug for y’all and a thank you as an aside. ><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<HUGS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >Sincerely, >Eddie (Chief)

Oh yeah !!!   I love those groups hugs !!! {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} and more, Hugs and Smiles, Gina "Reaching out for something you’ve got to feel…. While clutching to what you had thought was real…."                                    —- Metallica                            

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*HUG* I love your mind, your spirit, your heart – your soul – or essense – or anima – or whatever we might call it – Simona, I love you… the words you share so consistently lead me to wonderful feelings and beautiful perspectives… and I can only wish for the silent meanig of *HUG* to carry across the cyber-lines, across the ocean, and bring you some of the comfort and pleasure you bring to me… thank you… honest love, ric – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Simona wrote in message <01be12fb$82bd7c20$7be51…@simona.tel.hr>… >I wrote this last night, and I thought it would be something you would >like me to share with….. >************ >It’s late night, or early morning – depending on the point of view – >and the meteors are still falling, like silent, golden lines of fire >between the stars. It’s cold outside – frosty, and calm somehow. I’m >in my bed, writing this letter, while my cat is sleeping and snoring >besides me… and I am thinking – about life, love, responsibilities, >values… about healing of broken souls and hearts… and about >hugs… "Now, wait – what all these things have to do with the hugs?" >- you may ask, and I will have to tell you only this – >"Everything…" >Our life out starts with a hug – or, at least, it should be like that >- there is that tiny, little creature, still crying, frightned, >confused, cold, out of security of darkness and warmth of the womb, >and the very first instinct we have is to hold it, calm it, hug it, >comfort it with a touch of the skin, by those powerful weapons and >tools we have – those tow arms we have… >And we are all growing up… coming home in tears, with broken knees, >broken hearts, broken trust, friendships, love, waiting for that hug, >longing for that touch, that embrace to hold us together, to connect >the pieces, and cure our sorrows… and, yes, with or without them, >that’s true, we grow up, but it makes all the difference in the world >if the hug is always there, waiting… And even if we don’t use thwm >- just knowing… just knowing it’s there – yes, it means so much… >and all our nightmares and daymares are put at rest by the simple >touch of two loving arms in silence. >And it is so true – we can never overgrow that need – there is no >achievement, no success, no position, no honour, no wealth, no >knowledge, no faith that puts us above the need, or below the right >of being loved in such a symbolic way, thru the hug. >And tonight, I keep thinking about us – doctors, psychologists, >psychiatrists – us, who are said to be the healers of the body, heart >and soul… and I think of all the moments when the greatest cure >would be just to hold that broken human being in silent acceptance >and understanding, instead of throwing the wise sentences someone >wrote somewhere, in cold, aseptic atmosphere where everythig is so >bloody clean, white and unnatural… and I keep thinking about the >time we spend looking at those tears coming up… you hear the never >shouted screams from teh bottom of the soul in front of your eyes, >you see those walls crambling down, and you are so powerless, so >helpless, so paralysed… just as if that’s yet another picture on a >TV screen you cannot reach… and I know… I simply know – I feel it >in me, just as I feel teh life itself, that this world would be much >better place if there would be a hug at the end of the line, >waiting… for every tear, every heartbreak, and pain, and harsh >word, for every broken mind, body and soul… I just know… >ah….. why I don’t have the arms to hold this world… and, yet, I >know – while holding one, I am holding the Universe. >Simona

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((((Simona))))) That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Maria – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Simona wrote: > I wrote this last night, and I thought it would be something you would > like me to share with….. > ************ > It’s late night, or early morning – depending on the point of view – > and the meteors are still falling, like silent, golden lines of fire > between the stars. It’s cold outside – frosty, and calm somehow. I’m > in my bed, writing this letter, while my cat is sleeping and snoring > besides me… and I am thinking – about life, love, responsibilities, > values… about healing of broken souls and hearts… and about > hugs… "Now, wait – what all these things have to do with the hugs?" > – you may ask, and I will have to tell you only this – > "Everything…" > Our life out starts with a hug – or, at least, it should be like that > – there is that tiny, little creature, still crying, frightned, > confused, cold, out of security of darkness and warmth of the womb, > and the very first instinct we have is to hold it, calm it, hug it, > comfort it with a touch of the skin, by those powerful weapons and > tools we have – those tow arms we have… > And we are all growing up… coming home in tears, with broken knees, > broken hearts, broken trust, friendships, love, waiting for that hug, > longing for that touch, that embrace to hold us together, to connect > the pieces, and cure our sorrows… and, yes, with or without them, > that’s true, we grow up, but it makes all the difference in the world > if the hug is always there, waiting… And even if we don’t use thwm > – just knowing… just knowing it’s there – yes, it means so much… > and all our nightmares and daymares are put at rest by the simple > touch of two loving arms in silence. > And it is so true – we can never overgrow that need – there is no > achievement, no success, no position, no honour, no wealth, no > knowledge, no faith that puts us above the need, or below the right > of being loved in such a symbolic way, thru the hug. > And tonight, I keep thinking about us – doctors, psychologists, > psychiatrists – us, who are said to be the healers of the body, heart > and soul… and I think of all the moments when the greatest cure > would be just to hold that broken human being in silent acceptance > and understanding, instead of throwing the wise sentences someone > wrote somewhere, in cold, aseptic atmosphere where everythig is so > bloody clean, white and unnatural… and I keep thinking about the > time we spend looking at those tears coming up… you hear the never > shouted screams from teh bottom of the soul in front of your eyes, > you see those walls crambling down, and you are so powerless, so > helpless, so paralysed… just as if that’s yet another picture on a > TV screen you cannot reach… and I know… I simply know – I feel it > in me, just as I feel teh life itself, that this world would be much > better place if there would be a hug at the end of the line, > waiting… for every tear, every heartbreak, and pain, and harsh > word, for every broken mind, body and soul… I just know… > ah….. why I don’t have the arms to hold this world… and, yet, I > know – while holding one, I am holding the Universe. > Simona

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Beautifully written thoughts….. Thank you! (~(~(~(~(~(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(Simona)*)*)*)*)*)*)~)~)~)~)~) May you hug someone today! I often hug the people I read cards for. Total strangers. But as the reading goes, so much connecting happens. Poeple do not fear opening up to a card reader and do not fear the judgmental "situation" of saying evaluating psychologist. They see no notes taken, no names or files kept…And as the readiong occurs, I share with them in giving examples of the situations in the cards as "comparisons" with things I live… The fact that *I* share then makes them feel this is not a one way thing and creates an otherwise rather impossible sort of link. Some that I do not know *ask* me suddenly shyly as they leave for a hug, which makes me smile always…That they felt they coudl have a hug from me when we did not talk that at all…THAT to me says so much… Last month, someone I saw was so trapped inside…How many times he called for an apointment…taking info, and being so very extremely extremely anxious and tensed… I kept telling him that it was better to talk on the phoen a while, sensin he was just way beyond tension and "light" anxiety in himjself and never could open up no matter what I woudl say or do in a forst apointment anyway… After a while he argued (very dependant controlling type) that ehw nted an apointment….and yet each time would not show up of course, and call again:)…Then one day he made it, when I knew that he could still not open up. The anxiety was way way too deep in him for that to happen in a first meeting at all. As he argued, with his own self in fact, contradicting what eh woudl just say and then contradicting his last contradicting affirmation and so on endlessly, when he paused, I simply said I felt how much he hurt inside. He snapped right away: "I do NOT hurt. There is NO pain! I donl;t know why you say that! You are a rotten psychic" etc, etc, etc. I simply agreed in sayign that then we should leave it to that, that as I had said on the phone, he could not open so fast with the level of anxiety inside, and that that was okay and why I thought it would be better to talk on the phone a while still (before he could "open up" at all). He got up, I felt the wantign to sob inside, but he kept a clenched jaw face…He stayed there, contradictions in him, tensions again, not walking to the door, as I waited with a light smile…Letting him face the consequence of his choice and measure his choice a moment. It was up to him for that part…He moved from one leg to another like a child, looking at the floor, not wanting to go, and yet totally unable to take the "plunge"….I then simply said "Can I.. give you just a "human" hug..?" and to look tough he said on a dry tone meanign :ask me if I give a dam about your dam hugging me:(" by throwing more than saying, like snapping "Sure!:(". I then gave him a hug, and held it a second or two… Boom…Wall breach…Tears flowing up, sobs coming out, that eh tried to hold in…I talked to him then as I kept the hug, telling him it was okay to cry, to let the pain out… Also offering him that way my voice to cover his sobs as I felt he wanted to look "strong", you know…..and that he thought of crying as a weakness… He then pulled out of the hug, and I let him be of course, staying there as he took a few stpes to the door… Saying a few words openly about his missing his fiancee so much (dropped him). Turmoil of emotions in him….. He called again after he left… Ittook him maybe three more talks on the phoen before he coudl say: "Things were not clicking, getting through…But when you gave me that hug…Me, a stranger, someoen not even from your own origin, a stranger and an alien to you (his way of seing it, not mine:), but I understoofd the feelign he was expressing)…That touched me so much…That one coudl hug a stranger, just like that, and offer to talk as you did, not for meoney, for free, just out of simple caring…God bless you for that hug, Chloe….I feel I met a very special person.. You made ME feel special, and for that, you are special to me…or the simple human love of a stranger…simple human love, a human hug as you had said…Not from a girl friend,m not from a sibbling, from…the world outside, you know…?" And that day again I was glad I was not a psychologist having to go by all those norms and standards and laws and deontology and… fe-humanizing frame where caring is "work", if you see what I mean…. I was hugged for the forst time in my life at age 26… By someone that was not a bf, not a sibbling and not a parent. "The world" hugged me fo the forst time at 26, if I would use the person’s words here…. While we looks so much at times for the Loved One’s hug, how so very crucila *human* contact of sharing, sharing a hug, sharing humanity and life and the workld in just that hug, how important it is…."Brotherly love" not asepticized and regulated and written without grammatical mistakes and under paragraph 3 of article 367 A of the third amendment of the politically correct way to hold one’s arms against their body and….etc…. Just a simple, easy to give, simple, human, HUG….. The simnplest "wall breaker" or "icebreaker" ever "made"… May you HUG someone today, you who reads…. The most loving revolution in the world… Inside  and out….Brining the inside out and lettign the outside in. A simple… (((((((((((((((((((((((HUG))))))))))))))))))))) Chloe – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text - "Simona" (simona.vule…@zg.tel.hr) writes: > I wrote this last night, and I thought it would be something you would > like me to share with….. > ************ > It’s late night, or early morning – depending on the point of view – > and the meteors are still falling, like silent, golden lines of fire > between the stars. It’s cold outside – frosty, and calm somehow. I’m > in my bed, writing this letter, while my cat is sleeping and snoring > besides me… and I am thinking – about life, love, responsibilities, > values… about healing of broken souls and hearts… and about > hugs… "Now, wait – what all these things have to do with the hugs?" > – you may ask, and I will have to tell you only this – > "Everything…" > Our life out starts with a hug – or, at least, it should be like that > – there is that tiny, little creature, still crying, frightned, > confused, cold, out of security of darkness and warmth of the womb, > and the very first instinct we have is to hold it, calm it, hug it, > comfort it with a touch of the skin, by those powerful weapons and > tools we have – those tow arms we have… > And we are all growing up… coming home in tears, with broken knees, > broken hearts, broken trust, friendships, love, waiting for that hug, > longing for that touch, that embrace to hold us together, to connect > the pieces, and cure our sorrows… and, yes, with or without them, > that’s true, we grow up, but it makes all the difference in the world > if the hug is always there, waiting… And even if we don’t use thwm > – just knowing… just knowing it’s there – yes, it means so much… > and all our nightmares and daymares are put at rest by the simple > touch of two loving arms in silence. > And it is so true – we can never overgrow that need – there is no > achievement, no success, no position, no honour, no wealth, no > knowledge, no faith that puts us above the need, or below the right > of being loved in such a symbolic way, thru the hug. > And tonight, I keep thinking about us – doctors, psychologists, > psychiatrists – us, who are said to be the healers of the body, heart > and soul… and I think of all the moments when the greatest cure > would be just to hold that broken human being in silent acceptance > and understanding, instead of throwing the wise sentences someone > wrote somewhere, in cold, aseptic atmosphere where everythig is so > bloody clean, white and unnatural… and I keep thinking about the > time we spend looking at those tears coming up… you hear the never > shouted screams from teh bottom of the soul in front of your eyes, > you see those walls crambling down, and you are so powerless, so > helpless, so paralysed… just as if that’s yet another picture on a > TV screen you cannot reach… and I know… I simply know – I feel it > in me, just as I feel teh life itself, that this world would be much > better place if there would be a hug at the end of the line, > waiting… for every tear, every heartbreak, and pain, and harsh > word, for every broken mind, body and soul… I just know… > ah….. why I don’t have the arms to hold this world… and, yet, I > know – while holding one, I am holding the Universe. > Simona

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I wrote this last night, and I thought it would be something you would like me to share with….. ************ It’s late night, or early morning – depending on the point of view – and the meteors are still falling, like silent, golden lines of fire between the stars. It’s cold outside – frosty, and calm somehow. I’m in my bed, writing this letter, while my cat is sleeping and snoring besides me… and I am thinking – about life, love, responsibilities, values… about healing of broken souls and hearts… and about hugs… "Now, wait – what all these things have to do with the hugs?" – you may ask, and I will have to tell you only this – "Everything…" Our life out starts with a hug – or, at least, it should be like that – there is that tiny, little creature, still crying, frightned, confused, cold, out of security of darkness and warmth of the womb, and the very first instinct we have is to hold it, calm it, hug it, comfort it with a touch of the skin, by those powerful weapons and tools we have – those tow arms we have… And we are all growing up… coming home in tears, with broken knees, broken hearts, broken trust, friendships, love, waiting for that hug, longing for that touch, that embrace to hold us together, to connect the pieces, and cure our sorrows… and, yes, with or without them, that’s true, we grow up, but it makes all the difference in the world if the hug is always there, waiting… And even if we don’t use thwm – just knowing… just knowing it’s there – yes, it means so much… and all our nightmares and daymares are put at rest by the simple touch of two loving arms in silence. And it is so true – we can never overgrow that need – there is no achievement, no success, no position, no honour, no wealth, no knowledge, no faith that puts us above the need, or below the right of being loved in such a symbolic way, thru the hug. And tonight, I keep thinking about us – doctors, psychologists, psychiatrists – us, who are said to be the healers of the body, heart and soul… and I think of all the moments when the greatest cure would be just to hold that broken human being in silent acceptance and understanding, instead of throwing the wise sentences someone wrote somewhere, in cold, aseptic atmosphere where everythig is so bloody clean, white and unnatural… and I keep thinking about the time we spend looking at those tears coming up… you hear the never shouted screams from teh bottom of the soul in front of your eyes, you see those walls crambling down, and you are so powerless, so helpless, so paralysed… just as if that’s yet another picture on a TV screen you cannot reach… and I know… I simply know – I feel it in me, just as I feel teh life itself, that this world would be much better place if there would be a hug at the end of the line, waiting… for every tear, every heartbreak, and pain, and harsh word, for every broken mind, body and soul… I just know… ah….. why I don’t have the arms to hold this world… and, yet, I know – while holding one, I am holding the Universe. Simona

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Ah, yes… I know the feeling well… (smile) You just take care of yourself, and give yourself time to recover… as I said, it does take time to regain your strength, when you have had the wind taken from your sails… Be well, Nanny…                             warm hugs,                             Michael In article <7nhlc1$9t…@news.worldonline.nl>, "Nanny" – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -<nan…@4catscd-online.nl> wrote: >Hi, Michael, >Thanks. I was reading a book just now and there found the word I had wanted >to use for about how I was feeling today :  steamrollered >Hugs, Nanny

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Thanks Nanny I really really needed that hug.  Been needing way to many.  Lots going on and lots on my mind, maybe I’ll post about it all oneday.  It’s folks like you that help bring a smile to this sad soul.  I hope you’re doing well. Yankee Hugs Eddie (Chief) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Nanny wrote: > Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. > Don’t know where I would be without you. > Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being > afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was > furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good > friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do > here. > Thanks. > Hugs,Nanny > — > Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. > Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. > To reply by email remove 4cats.

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And more big {{{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}} back to you, Nanny.  I’m sending you good thoughts and hopes and prayers for many smiles. Hugs and Smiles, Gina "It ain’t about the money, it ain’t about the time, It ain’t about the love you lost or the things you think you left behind, It ain’t about the losing streak, makes you feel like you’re falling apart, What matters is your heart.."                

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((((NANNY)))) So glad you are on the mental mend. Maria – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Nanny wrote: > Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. > Don’t know where I would be without you. > Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being > afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was > furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good > friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do > here. > Thanks. > Hugs,Nanny > — > Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. > Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. > To reply by email remove 4cats.

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Hello, Nanny… thank you for the hugs, and thank you for being there for me, (us), with a smile, and a kind word… the caring of friends goes a long way, in the healing of wounds, and battling loneliness… (smile) Please take good care of yourself, and treat yourself well… you know emotional wounds are just as real as any illness, and can leave you feeling drained, just as well… so relax, and take it easy… I hope you have a very good week, Nanny… I wish you well… (smile)                               warm hugs,                               Michael In article <7nh85c$ou…@news.worldonline.nl>, "Nanny" – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -<nan…@4catscd-online.nl> wrote: >Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. >Don’t know where I would be without you. >Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being >afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was >furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good >friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do >here. >Thanks. >Hugs,Nanny

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Hi, Michael, Thanks. I was reading a book just now and there found the word I had wanted to use for about how I was feeling today :  steamrollered Hugs, Nanny — Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. To reply by email remove 4cats. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Maddogg wrote in message <7nhaoa$38k_…@news.earthlink.net>… >Hello, Nanny… thank you for the hugs, and thank >you for being there for me, (us), with a smile, and >a kind word… the caring of friends goes a long way, >in the healing of wounds, and battling loneliness… >(smile) >Please take good care of yourself, and treat yourself >well… you know emotional wounds are just as real as >any illness, and can leave you feeling drained, just as >well… so relax, and take it easy… I hope you have a >very good week, Nanny… I wish you well… (smile) >                              warm hugs, >                              Michael >In article <7nh85c$ou…@news.worldonline.nl>, "Nanny" ><nan…@4catscd-online.nl> wrote: >>Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. >>Don’t know where I would be without you. >>Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being >>afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was >>furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good >>friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do >>here. >>Thanks. >>Hugs,Nanny

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Thanks, Maria. I still need you all. Hugs, Nanny — Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. To reply by email remove 4cats. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -maria wrote in message <379C3029.FCD68…@sonic.net>… >((((NANNY)))) >So glad you are on the mental mend. >Maria >Nanny wrote: >> Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. >> Don’t know where I would be without you. >> Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being >> afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was >> furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good >> friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do >> here. >> Thanks. >> Hugs,Nanny >> — >> Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. >> Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. >> To reply by email remove 4cats.

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Big hugs to everyone who helped me get through the last few days. Don’t know where I would be without you. Today I feel like after an illness, weak but a bit better, but sort of being afraid to move in case it brings on pain. Your help from this weekend was furthered yesterday evening by my 1st ex (think I’ll call him a very good friend in the future, sounds better), as we can talk together like we do here. Thanks. Hugs,Nanny — Don’t be reckless with other peoples hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. To reply by email remove 4cats.

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