USPS came by to drop off a package. She looked right st my husband who was on the side of the house hosing off the truck, and rather than leaving it, she put a note in the mailbox that we had to go pick it up. Note said Tried' to deliver "AM". (It is something he gets maybe every couple of months and usually it is just on the porch.) Whatever...
Someone asked me a couple of weeks ago about my perspective of EK. (We were discussing the life insurance policy and the LLC issue.) TBH, the weird vibe you got, I think, is more prevalent than most people are willing to admit - at least when it happened. In part, it would have been inappropriate to say anything because emotions were high - there are just some things you don't say at a funeral, you know? But there was a lot of adoration for her bravery and intentional or not, it served to shut down questions for a time. Maybe that was the point? I don't know.
I knew nothing about her prior and knew little of him other than a couple of podcasts I had seen him on. But my initial vibe at the young man/forgiveness bit was "oh girl, you are lying - call me in six months me when this all settles in." And what I mean by that is that is she was lying to herself. She had a lot of anger in her eyes. You talk to widows and six months is when it becomes real. You are going to be pissed at that young man, at TPUSA, at Charlie. And that will all be NORMAL. So why the need to say it so immediately?
But this isn't a normal death either. Where are his parents in all of this?
A Midwestern Doctor has written extensively on this. Also has a collaborative relationship with Vigilant Fox - they did a whole post around Thanksgiving on the topic.
(Is this guy AMD?)
I work for a construction firm that has a metal shop. We had a local school reach out. My understanding is they are teaching some things but don't have access to "the full operation". They are coming in for a field trip this week and will get to see the work in action as well as a chance to try things out. We are kind of excited.
I know a woman whose husband was hospitalized during CV - late 30s/early 40s. This was the first wave, and he got pretty sick. She was actually prepping her kids for the fact that he might not make it. But she was relentless (she has a talent for pushing to get what she wants but isn't an asshole about it. Just patient and persistent.) Anyway, she was reading everything she could and advocated to try high dose Vitamin C via IV, which allowed him to finally turn the corner.
The only shots I have received recently are Vitamin C and D. I was getting ready to take a weekend trip alone to see a friend of mine where the drive is five hours. I was feeling really run down from stress and on the cusp of getting sick, but I really needed the break and didn't want to blow my trip. My chiropractor has an integrative practice, and I asked him if he had any recommendations. Gave me the C and D to boost my immune system. Within 30 minutes, I was feeling better. (I must have has something going on because I peed all night long - toxins being eliminated.) And I have felt great. Only drawback is the C is a painful shot - but worth not getting sick.
You know, I have some, let's just say, not so nice people in my extended family who have pulled some really shitty things. I have raged about it to friends. But if I had a microphone and someone asked me about them, the answer is no comment/none of your business/that is a private family matter. I don't care how public your family is - unexceptable.
No one really knows what to do with it. I believe part of the building is a designated landmark (the dome in the old Emporium section, which really is very beautiful, especially given the Soviet aesthetics of most of the crap being thrown up today), but that complicates it.
TBH, I know malls were overbuilt but I would like to see SOME malls. For sone things, online shopping is super convenient, but for others, it is just catalog shopping. When it comes to clothing especially, I want to touch and feel the material - not the back and forth BS of fit and color wrong. Plus, I just miss browsing.
A woman who helped to nurse my FIL when he was dying was from Sarajevo and was there during the war. She was also friends with my MIL and she shared with her what it was like to be there at the time and it was pretty horrible. (I know she was raped.). I don't think we really appreciate here in the US just how bad it can be and how fast that can happen.
This makes me think of something I heard not too long ago, (and I am paraphrasing, so I hope I get it right). When we are in trying times, there is temptation to give into the pressure to give up. Sometimes they word surrender is used as a synonym for the phrase give up. But from a spiritual standpoint, they are not the same - giving up is giving up. To surrender is to say to God "I trust".
LOL...gives new perspective to the lyric 'oh the weather outside is frightful.'