Russty Cat
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Sad_Girl said:Good night BG
It is good that she has your understanding, JoIt's hard sometimes, when two people lose someone they both love, they end up letting their grief ruin any relationship between them as well.
Russty - My Grandma on my Fathers side lost her husband in 1987 and never remarried. there was a man, from what I understand, who used to visit her quite a bit and they would spend time together outside of the house, but nothing ever came of it and it didn't last too long. I've often thought of her, wondered about her happiness. She's a very private person, so it's not something we would really discuss. She did have her son living with her until about five years ago, when he finally got married and moved out. So, even more, since then, I've thought of her being alone and wondered how she felt about it.
My other grandmother, on my moms side, her husband died in a firefighting accident in 1962, leaving her with five small children. She remarried a man with three kids of his own, eventually, and that is the man I've known as my grandpa since my Mom was all of 13 at the time her dad died. They had a rocky relationship, and often reminded me of the grandparents on the tv show 'The Waltons'. They argued and bickered but they were always together. When she died this past spring, my sister saw him kissing Grandma gently after they told her she was gone. It was such a tender moment, and suddenly, all the years of what seemed like a rather turbulent relationship melted away to reveal a man who loved her very much. (I can't believe I'm sitting here crying again just at the thought) and she loved him the same way, I know. But she still loved Grandpa Ed, too. All these years later, she still talked about him and it was clear she loved him. She even mentioned him in the weeks before she passed away, thinking of seeing him again. Hoping she would be young and pretty for him again, and not look so old and tired to him; since he was a young man when he died.
My mother was widowed young, as well, and she also says she was blessed beyond belief to have known love twice. She keeps her first husbands memory close in her heart all the time, and it's clear how much she loves my dad, they are wonderful together. But she says she wouldn't go through any of it again, if something were to happen. She'd want to be independant and stay out of a marriage type relationship. It's not easy.
That is such a sweet story! Its incredible sometimes how we don't always see things as other people do. Obviously they must have loved each other very much.A few months back when my nanny was visiting me, she talked openly for one of the first times about poppy, my grandfather who was my dads dad. He died when I was around 11 or 12. I never really knew him. But when I was older I found out that he was a real rough man who wasn't the greatest husband and father when my dad was growing up. But nanny told me to not feel sorry for her, that she had had love in her life. That my grandfather was a very charming bastard, often more of a bastard, but quite the charmer. She brought me things that he had bought her when they were young. In their own way they loved each other very much. I think my grandfather was just the type of person who had the capacity to love alot of people. Oddly enough he reminds me of Bono in alot of ways. He was a really handsome guy when he was young. Quite the ladies man and my aunt said he was very sweet to my grandma, but also to his girlfriends as well. I don't think it was right that he was messing around, but I'm glad to know that my grandmother at least felt loved and appreciated. She told me she could never remarry, cuz no one could replace poppy in her heart.
I'm glad your mom found your dad!
But it is bitter sweet that she had to loose a love so young. My first boyfriends mother had lost a husband really young in the Vietnam war and they still keep a photo of him on their mantel. Her second husband totally respects the fact that he was an important part of her life. Hi Dazz!
Joanne I always have issues trying to clear my parents computer cache. Its a pain in the bum.
We haven't bought food for two weeks and we are literally down to pretty much nothing. We ate the last of the pancake mix for breakfast and we had pasta and chicken for dinner.
Especially that first one...it's like he's saying, "You can look, but you can't touch!"
I think maybe it was more like 'you're not a Pleba girl, are you?' 
"Dammit, Steve, why did I take you with me to this show? Shut up, shut up NOW."
than in front of 20,000 other screaming people.
and seeing how girls get hoisted up there--man! the girl in Glasgow (i think it was glasgow) got hefted up like a sack of potatoes! 
