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Astrology hmmm’s

What did our horoscopes say on the day Rick died…I’ve wondered about it many times but never got around to checking it out until last night. I found a web site with archived weekly horoscopes.

Rick died on October 25, 2003.

This is what was stated on October 24, 2003 for the upcoming week.

mine -

Oct 24, 2003

Virgo - Weekly

While events of the next few days are likely to leave you with more questions than answers, you are about to move to a much deeper level of understanding on a personal or family matter. This is an exceptionally complicated situation and your clarity is a rare gift to the people around you, though at this point don’t be surprised if they don’t notice; it doesn’t matter. In fact, a behind the scenes approach will serve you best as you gather facts and listen to the different viewpoints that will allow you to synthesize a unique sense of the situation. Accept that a certain degree of mystery will remain part of this issue, but that will inspire you to find out more than you would have otherwise.

Rick’s -

Oct 24, 2003

Aquarius - Weekly

We need to maintain a careful relationship with those things that, if they don’t kill us, make us strong. Gratitude is important, since after all we wouldn’t have what we gained without the difficulty or challenge. But it may only represent one layer of feeling, beneath which is anger that people make life so difficult for one another. It is true that pain is the last, best teacher, and is often the necessity that facilitates the greatest breakthroughs we ever experience. But another kind of advancement is possible for you right now, if you’ll embrace the possibility that pain is not a necessary part of gain.

Kind of surreal isn’t it?

97 yrs old

My great grandmother (my grandpa’s mom) passed away 2 nights ago. She was 97 yrs old. Because of Alzheimer’s, she hadn’t recognized anyone in about the last 8 or 9 yrs. Lived alone here on the farm until Alzheimer’s took her mind and memory. Strongest woman I’ve ever known…”farm stock”… I think she was 85 or 86 when she got bit by a snake while working in the yard. Alone and 3 miles from town - I woulda freaked the fuck out! Not her though - she killed the snake, put it in a 5 gal bucket, and drove herself to the emergency room. When I was a kid, I rode my horse to her house every day to sit on the porch with her and drink home made coke floats.

My grandpa, my mom, Hannah, and me - we’re all that’s left of our family.

“Yeh, I am.”

earlier today…

“Didn’t you say you lost your husband”, asked a newer acquaintance.

“Yeh.”

“You still miss him alot,” more of an observation than a question.

“I do. He was so much fun, always joking around, making every one laugh. And he played guitar…hearing it around the house all the time. I miss that a lot…”

“How long has it been again?”

My voice broke somewhere in the middle, “4 years.”

Quietly, “You’re still in love with him…”

“Yeh… I am.”

I don’t say it out loud very often. Too many people want to fix it and my “you’ll get over it, passed it, fall in love again” meter red-lined a long time ago.

Kind of surprised me that I reacted so strongly to that question, especially after so much time has passed…my chest is still burning and pushing at the bottom of my throat.