tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post2882419121220453707..comments2023-09-07T03:46:07.252-07:00Comments on Or Words to that Effect...: The lonely walkerrandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16659230610436922709noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-69775363013013135852013-12-29T18:47:01.948-08:002013-12-29T18:47:01.948-08:00Aww.. you're sweet Scottie, thanks. I just th...Aww.. you're sweet Scottie, thanks. I just think about that picture of the plate I posted some time back... thrown on the floor, broken. ok, now say you're sorry.... all better? Really? Still broken... hmmm?<br /> We, all of us, have feelings. It hurts to be kicked. And yet, as a species we seem to do it so quickly.<br /><br />hugs and loves to all, and especially to you, my brother!<br /><br />randyrandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16659230610436922709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-89891270490813229842013-12-29T13:34:12.049-08:002013-12-29T13:34:12.049-08:00Randy as long as Ron and I live, you always have f...Randy as long as Ron and I live, you always have family that not only love you for you, but admire the person you are. You are so cool, grand and wonderful, that the loss is entirely theirs, not yours. Like you say, you have made it in this life. <br /><br />Thanks for being who you are and a wonderful brother...HugsScottiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06355524255020038817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-51565932356554296482013-12-28T14:14:51.401-08:002013-12-28T14:14:51.401-08:00Hi Miles;
I am not sure I know how you are like ...Hi Miles;<br /> I am not sure I know how you are like them in ways you don't wish to be, but anyone who sends me "rainbow hugs" is wonderful in my book!<br /><br />I send rainbow hugs to you, and smiles. You made me smile... thankyou!<br /><br />randyrandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16659230610436922709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-81379560220864840912013-12-28T14:12:56.590-08:002013-12-28T14:12:56.590-08:00Hi Jay;
You know, I am no child. I own my own...Hi Jay; <br /><br /> You know, I am no child. I own my own home... well, me and my mortgager... I have my own work, my own transportation, my own little life. I am not a child, a young adult, with nothing. And yet, it hurts, it aches. My sorrow is for those who have nothing and lost everything that they thought they had by such condemnation. <br /> I send my love to all who hurt this year. This pain will not go away, but a funny thing happens... some day you will realize that family is not blood and friend is not conditional.<br /> Thank you Jay, and to all who wish, this blog is open. My email is to the side. I am here...if a bit slow in my responses. <br /><br />Hugs!<br />randyrandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16659230610436922709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-62522318398452125172013-12-28T12:49:54.999-08:002013-12-28T12:49:54.999-08:00Hi Randy, loved man,
I sooo feel for you. I left t...Hi Randy, loved man,<br />I sooo feel for you. I left the home of my fosterparents exactly when I became 18 - 54 years ago. ... and I 'm glad that I never looked back. My foster-parents and their kids never looked at me - or even let me feel they loved me. <br />Its a pity, I developed into a man, who is a bit like them. <br />with rainbowhugs<br /><3 miles<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8458786710697760224.post-50727044058788633542013-12-28T08:20:52.313-08:002013-12-28T08:20:52.313-08:00It's unfortunate that they chose to boot you o...It's unfortunate that they chose to boot you out of their lives, yet so many seem to think this is the "solution". I am glad you managed to escape, and return home to a place where you are loved. So many bloggers, especially of the gay sort (are we a "sort"? hahaha) tell of tales like this, and it breaks my heart. A 17 year old in Louisiana whose mother was worried about what the neighbors would think, an adult in Delaware who lost family and friends by coming out. So far, I've been lucky, but that is because I haven't taken out any billboards, nor gotten my orientation tattooed across my forehead. But the day will come when I show up at something with a guy on my arm, and you can bet the spittle will fly. So we shall see. I hope that despite that short interlude that you and Gracie had a fine Christmas, and are looking forward to a grand New Year!<br /><br />Peace <3<br />JayAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com