...TaQo and Psiobs, who have foolishly....uh, I mean...graciously accepted the role of mod. Please give them a warm welcome and try to go easy on them...at least for a day or two. π Congratulations TaQo and Psiobs!
The decision wasn't an easy one, as we had 17 frogs vying for a position on the team. (Yes, it was really 17!) Don't despair if you didn't make it this round. We're putting all of your names on a list for the next time we have an empty lily pad.
WWG1WGA!
Thank you.
I was brave. I fought. I followed protocols. Feeling better, healthier. But every week I got bombarded with new problems on every level of my life. And now I can't any more.
Five weeks ago I had the last meaningful contact with my boyfriend, then he did not call anymore. We are together since 2008, he lives 300km far away. I phoned him twice, but he did not want to say anything and promised to come back to it, which did not happen.
Probably he can not cope with the cancer diagnosis of mine, but I just don't understand, it hurts, my thoughts keep returning to the question why. It pulls all strength, hope and will for life from me.
WHY? All this? I helped everybody and now there is nobody, only a pile of problems high as the pyramides. I can not take it anymore.
Yesterday, we lost my beloved son, 34 yo, to what is most likely a fentanyl overdose. Our hearts are broken, although we know he sits at the big table with Jesus right now. Addiction is one of the most gut-wrenching things a family can go through, and it touches so many. Please keep us in prayer.
