DarkWarrioress
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Firmhanded_Daddy
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Smart asses. The both of you.
-nod nods-
fr33ks33k
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Smart asses. The both of you.
*nods and returns brohug*
DarkWarrioress
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*rolls her eyes and leaves them to their brohug and heads for the study*
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Oh and Fr33k?
Guess what kind of cookies I'm making this weekend?
I'd offer to send you some but you know... you're so into the whole fraternity thing.
*saunters off, whistling softly*
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fr33ks33k
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Oh and Fr33k?
Guess what kind of cookies I'm making this weekend?
I'd offer to send you some but you know... you're so into the whole fraternity thing.
*saunters off, whistling softly*
*his voice whispers in her right ear*
You really shouldn't taunt me with cookies. I'd hate to see what happens.
*a low chuckle echoes against her other ear*
Actually, that second part's a lie.
DarkWarrioress
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*suddenly jumps with a small sound of surprise as his voice whispers in her ear. Then glares*
Damn you! Stop that!!
.......
glue. glue would work in the ether, wouldn't it?
fr33ks33k
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*this whisper is against the back of her neck*
I wouldn't do that. There are other beings in here. They would not appreciate you gumming up the works.
DarkWarrioress
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Left behind
Floating in a glass bowl, white and delicate, a stem of Lily of the Valley can be found.
Just beneath the small gift is a plain white envelope. The word Lady can be seen, written in pale violet ink. Inside~ a note.
This small token is just to let you know that you have been in my thoughts for the past few days. Since i chanced by your home today, I felt a small gift would not go awry. I pray that you and yours are well.
Stay blessed.
The wolf positions her gifts, just so, and retreats.
Floating in a glass bowl, white and delicate, a stem of Lily of the Valley can be found.
Just beneath the small gift is a plain white envelope. The word Lady can be seen, written in pale violet ink. Inside~ a note.
This small token is just to let you know that you have been in my thoughts for the past few days. Since i chanced by your home today, I felt a small gift would not go awry. I pray that you and yours are well.
Stay blessed.
The wolf positions her gifts, just so, and retreats.
DarkWarrioress
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An unexpected gift that came at an opportune time, making her smile at a time when there wasn't a thing inside her but numbness. At least for the moment.
The RW whisks her away again to curl up with her Papa Bear again.
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DarkWarrioress
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Journal Entry~
I speak in generalities a lot of times simply because not everyone has the same kind of experience. I write a lot of times to purge because it's what I do, my medium of choice. That said.....
A father's first child holds some special meaning to him. That never goes away. Even through the years of turmoil, even if that turmoil creates distance between the two, it still resides in both, father and child. When that first born child is a girl? There's something a little more. We form our own opinions, believe them. Carry them with us as a cross to bear or something that bears us up in times of trouble.
He wanted a boy. He got me. He raised me like a boy. It suited me, most times. There were good times, there were bad. By the time my parents divorced, it was mostly bad. He would have stayed, because of his children, wouldn't change his ways however, but my mother showed a fortitude that has stuck with me today.
Times were rough. Hard even. But we got through them. Because of Mom. How she did it, I don't know. She never showed interest in another man since that day. I think she was far too bitter. Besides, she lived for her children. He was never around. There was never any support, though he lived ever so well while we scraped by. There was resentment, lots of it.
In his older years, he settled in another state. He reached out. I didn't turn my back on him but I offered little more than communication. Some things are not forgettable nor are they forgivable. The older he got, the more I could hear regret and vulnerability in his voice. We never talked of it however. Phone calls got fewer and fewer. He always called me, not the other way around. There were walls that couldn't come down. I think he accepted that. When he called for monetary help, I did what I could. He was grateful and I was glad to help.
It's a hard thing to learn of his passing from this world, from a third source. Sept. 11th just took on a whole new meaning for me. Harder still to read his obit where there wasn't one mention of the grown children he left behind here in Calif. As if we didn't exist. For them, his current family, we probably didn't.
But if in those last moments, if he could remember anything at all (Alzheimer's is a horrid disease), I'd like to think he remembered his first born, his little girl.
I speak in generalities a lot of times simply because not everyone has the same kind of experience. I write a lot of times to purge because it's what I do, my medium of choice. That said.....
A father's first child holds some special meaning to him. That never goes away. Even through the years of turmoil, even if that turmoil creates distance between the two, it still resides in both, father and child. When that first born child is a girl? There's something a little more. We form our own opinions, believe them. Carry them with us as a cross to bear or something that bears us up in times of trouble.
He wanted a boy. He got me. He raised me like a boy. It suited me, most times. There were good times, there were bad. By the time my parents divorced, it was mostly bad. He would have stayed, because of his children, wouldn't change his ways however, but my mother showed a fortitude that has stuck with me today.
Times were rough. Hard even. But we got through them. Because of Mom. How she did it, I don't know. She never showed interest in another man since that day. I think she was far too bitter. Besides, she lived for her children. He was never around. There was never any support, though he lived ever so well while we scraped by. There was resentment, lots of it.
In his older years, he settled in another state. He reached out. I didn't turn my back on him but I offered little more than communication. Some things are not forgettable nor are they forgivable. The older he got, the more I could hear regret and vulnerability in his voice. We never talked of it however. Phone calls got fewer and fewer. He always called me, not the other way around. There were walls that couldn't come down. I think he accepted that. When he called for monetary help, I did what I could. He was grateful and I was glad to help.
It's a hard thing to learn of his passing from this world, from a third source. Sept. 11th just took on a whole new meaning for me. Harder still to read his obit where there wasn't one mention of the grown children he left behind here in Calif. As if we didn't exist. For them, his current family, we probably didn't.
But if in those last moments, if he could remember anything at all (Alzheimer's is a horrid disease), I'd like to think he remembered his first born, his little girl.
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Nothing to say, except I always read your reflections with interest.
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Firmhanded_Daddy
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-tugs her into his arms fiercely-
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*buries her face in his shoulder and holds on tightly*
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-Strokes her hair softly as he tugs her into his lap and simply holds her to offer his comfort and support. No words were needed-
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