mrbooks’s Comments (group member since Mar 19, 2014)

mrbooks’s comments from the Net Work Book Club group.

Nearly, but not all how many do you have left to read.

Frenchie, close Ori, Closer, the whole answer is:

Two paintings on opposite walls in an empty room.

I tried it on people at work, and got two blind people and two deaf and blind people. I told them to use some Logic and try again but they couldn't figure it out, didn't even get close.

Thus the Ice queen is born, forever a frozen heart, torn asunder on that cold winters day, ripped from her chest by the callus hand of her love...

Frenchie, very good and sad so sad.

OK a challenge for you, here is one I was toying with see if you can figure out what it is.

A naked man and a naked women in a room facing each other neither seeing or being seen, Why ?

Frenchie, what's for Tea ? is it beans on toast or beans on toast with cheese maybe fish fingers with beans or Pizza with chips? Oooh scrambled eggs on toast with beans and cheese.

Maybe a good Horror movie, Zombie spider hells arachnids...

Watch out for the Zombie spiders...

I guess I owe you all an apology, I got on my soap box and was preaching again, you didn't deserve to be treated that way and I am sorry.

The Zombies are not to be feared, They don't want to hurt you, just feed on you for a bit. They only want to take you out for a bite to eat, give them the benefit of the doubt they only want to be friends...

Ori, that is always a good book to read.

Here is a first hand account, I hold no animosity towards anyone and beg forgiveness if I strike a wrong note with anyone.

We who have lost a child know true grief and the heart wrenching knowledge that forever there will be a hole in our lives and a piece of our hearts has fallen silent. We have learned to appear normal and adjusted, but at a moments notice it jumps up and slaps you back down into the depth od despaired and despondency.

We cope with lack of sleep, no more than 4-4.5 hrs a night, obsessive behavior and abnormal mood swings on a daily and sometime hourly basis. These are the things people don't see. They don't gradually fade away they continue to increase in strength and frequency. I don't expect people to completely understand for unless you go through it you wouldn't, and I hope you never have to.

The last thing we want to hear is time will heal, no time doesn't, nothing does. The most we can hope for is acceptance of our situation both ours and from others we don't need pity we don't want to be treated any differently we only ask for peace to suffer in silence.

Think of me what you will but my thoughts are for my daughter, do I obsess yes with out a doubt, I am a father.

Thanks Flo, but normality will never return to me... Unless you consider loss and grief normal then I am as normal as can be.

Frenchie wrote: "Ah MrBooks, I'll be happy when the summer holidays are over.

Kids do have a way of disrupting things and quite dramatically, but we wouldn't have it any other way would we.

Thanks Linzy, I know they wont think any less of me these are all people who know what I have gone through in the last three to four years, for all of them are going through or have gone through the same thing. The only difference is they are doing it with there partners and not there child, and even this they understand. Sorry folks it seems today my fingers have forgotten where all the keys are. a 1 min message has taken at least 8 min.

Good night Frenchie sleep tight don't let the bed bugs bite...

That's good you are back to your books Frenchie, I have slipped on my reading as of late, I am reading two books at one and listening to a third at work.

I feel a bit down but on the whole I'm alright. I know they will ask if I will go to his funeral but still to close to my daughters I can't face it, The pain would be to great.

Thank you Ori and Linzy. I met Roy when I was taking my daughter to the hospice for the writing group. He had under gone surgery twice for a brain tumor and had Cemo twice As I remember. But a nicer guy you would never meet. Kept apologizing for forgetting my name, I told him not to worry to much about it, as I only remember it because people shout it at me all day long. That broke the ice and he relaxed after that. Even though he had all that done and had memory problems as he called it, he was one of the best writers I have ever met.

Hmmm is it Capt trips ? I hope not...

got some sad news today, a friend from the writing group I attended at St Nicolas hospice passed away this morning in the Hospice. Roy You are a true gentleman and a exceptional word smith Keep the paper clean and the pencils sharp we will write together again..