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‘Facebook Memories: 5 Jun 2024 – Embracing friends, expending others’
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Dear Reader:
Preface.
Suck is gone mad – touched mad – deleting posts throughout Faceplop, anything that presents ideology that he opposes.
Notice on posts at my Faceplop page that Suck deleted the URL links and posts that reference to my Faceplop page:
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Here are today’s Faceplop Memories of this date at prior years, with selected narrative.
Fear not, Dear Reader. I continue posting current original compositions – I have countless ideas about topics that I have never discussed here or not commented in depth. Posting these recent ‘Memories’ allows me to catch up to what past essays I missed posting here concurrent with Faceplop posts.
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Facebook Memories: 5 Jun 2024
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(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3128840400750137&id=100008726227817)
(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/rEE1L9QqXZVBTKM3/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2023
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(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3128840400750137&id=100008726227817)
Facebook Memories: 5 Jun 2023
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Zuck sent me to Faceplop Jail for exposing Chik fil a hate
(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=2625167471117435&id=100008726227817)
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625167471117435/)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2021
12 Comments
1 Share
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625167471117435/)
5 Jun 2022
2 of 3:
Paying respects at Tian’anman Square
(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1850226341944889&id=100008726227817)
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/1850226341944889/)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2018
4 Shares
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2360121297622055/)
5 Jun 2020
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625346527766196/)
5 Jun 2021
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2871200369847476/)
5 Jun 2022
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Embracing friends, expending others
(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2018
2 Comments
6 Shares
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2080569975577190/)
5 Jun 2019
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2360169634283888/)
5 Jun 2020
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625344211099761/)
5 Jun 2021
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2871195463181300/)
5 Jun 2022
(https://www.facebook.com/100023739212655/posts/212646226203350/)
Mary Gronert
5 Jun 2018
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”Tank Man’ – He Demonstrated Courage’
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Embracing friends, expending others
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(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/m7CFRJ2v8F59bBej/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2018
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You can’t go home again.
Nor can you resurrect past relationships and broken relationships.
I suppose that I learned those lessons many times. I wanted to make one final effort at my age when the future number of years is but a fraction of the past number of years. I want no reasoned regrets.
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I was thinking during the past couple hours – that’s when I get dangerous.
I decided to no longer pursue people from my past who rejected me.
That means family. Or, I must say, people who merely presented themselves to be ‘family’. As I have written here and elsewhere, the identity of my biological family is unknown. Mine is not quite as simple as a legal piece of paper.
– The woman who raised me to call her ‘Mom’ is most definitely ‘not the mommy’; she made that clear throughout my life.
– My ‘father’, well, that is far more complicated; he played circumspect.
(https://slimandme.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/mommy-not-the-mommy/)
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Dumb*ss me!
I made an effort through the years to search for extended members of that family. I eventually made contact as Internet search systems improved.
I now realise that I made a big mistake. I learned that the responsibility does not set on my shoulders to be the one obliged to repair those fractured relationships.
How can I establish any relationship with people who are the ones who deliberately decided to have nothing to do with me during the past 20, 30, 40, 50 years!
I realise that I have nothing to share with that family. This is on them.
I have written to my sister numerous times during the years, but she makes minimal effort to return the favour. She spews invective when she does correspond.
I wrote to newly-located cousins. Their replies are polite, but I must realise that they denied me from their past. Why should they offer any place for me in their future?
I wrote to a niece and a nephew – another mistake. It is their mom’s responsibility, not mine, to explain to them why she kept me from being part of their lives. They chose to accept their mother’s deceit; It was their decision that they made no effort to correspond with me since becoming adult (they had my contact information all these years).
As such, it’s what runs in the family; theirs, not mine.
My sister wrote that she doesn’t want to examine and resolve our past. My nephew duplicated that same sentiment; as he wrote, I never existed in their past and there is no place for me in their future.
Great idea! That family is my past. Toodles!
Are you reading this?
You know how to contact me if you really want change. You closed the door on me.
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This is part of my Spring Cleaning – clearing out the toxic people, welcoming my friends.
Of course, my Pinewood school-mates are in that latter category. They became a discovered treasure. Maybe they have become something of a quasi-family. They accept me – at least, those who have been corresponding with me. Ευχαριστώ πολύ.
There are people in my life who are my support.
There will be plenty of others in my future – the excitement will come with new people.
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I ask this request from my friends. Keep me in line. Give me a swift kick in the shins the next time I pull another stunt like this.
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I found a great way to make my return trip to Bangkok:
(https://youtu.be/LWGJA9i18Co)
OK Go
‘Upside Down and Inside Out’
I wanna be on that flight!
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Enjoy these words of wisdom that I found throughout the cyber experience.
Thank you to the resources who contribute to this page.
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Jenny Robinson
Thank you for sharing so much of yourself! Big warm hugs! ❤
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Mary Gronert
Thank You for sharing your thoughts. ❤Heart felt.
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(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2080569975577190/)
5 Jun 2019
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2360169634283888/)
5 Jun 2020
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625344211099761/)
5 Jun 2021
(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2871195463181300/)
5 Jun 2022
(https://www.facebook.com/100023739212655/posts/212646226203350/)
Mary Gronert
5 Jun 2018
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(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2080569975577190/)
(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/fiT7Ps5MhAarfNfx/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2019
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(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/m7CFRJ2v8F59bBej/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2018
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You can’t go home again.
Nor can you resurrect past relationships and broken relationships.
I suppose that I learned those lessons many times. I wanted to make one final effort at my age when the future number of years is but a fraction of the past number of years. I want no reasoned regrets.
>
I was thinking during the past couple hours – that’s when I get dangerous.
I decided to no longer pursue people from my past who rejected me.
That means family. Or, I must say, people who merely presented themselves to be ‘family’. As I have written here and elsewhere, the identity of my biological family is unknown. Mine is not quite as simple as a legal piece of paper.
– The woman who raised me to call her ‘Mom’ is most definitely ‘not the mommy’; she made that clear throughout my life.
– My ‘father’, well, that is far more complicated; he played circumspect.
(https://slimandme.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/mommy-not-the-mommy/)
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Dumb*ss me!
I made an effort through the years to search for extended members of that family. I eventually made contact as Internet search systems improved.
I now realise that I made a big mistake. I learned that the responsibility does not set on my shoulders to be the one obliged to repair those fractured relationships.
How can I establish any relationship with people who are the ones who deliberately decided to have nothing to do with me during the past 20, 30, 40, 50 years!
I realise that I have nothing to share with that family. This is on them.
I have written to my sister numerous times during the years, but she makes minimal effort to return the favour. She spews invective when she does correspond.
I wrote to newly-located cousins. Their replies are polite, but I must realise that they denied me from their past. Why should they offer any place for me in their future?
I wrote to a niece and a nephew – another mistake. It is their mom’s responsibility, not mine, to explain to them why she kept me from being part of their lives. They chose to accept their mother’s deceit; It was their decision that they made no effort to correspond with me since becoming adult (they had my contact information all these years).
As such, it’s what runs in the family; theirs, not mine.
My sister wrote that she doesn’t want to examine and resolve our past. My nephew duplicated that same sentiment; as he wrote, I never existed in their past and there is no place for me in their future.
Great idea! That family is my past. Toodles!
Are you reading this?
You know how to contact me if you really want change. You closed the door on me.
>
This is part of my Spring Cleaning – clearing out the toxic people, welcoming my friends.
Of course, my Pinewood school-mates are in that latter category. They became a discovered treasure. Maybe they have become something of a quasi-family. They accept me – at least, those who have been corresponding with me. Ευχαριστώ πολύ.
There are people in my life who are my support.
There will be plenty of others in my future – the excitement will come with new people.
>
I ask this request from my friends. Keep me in line. Give me a swift kick in the shins the next time I pull another stunt like this.
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I found a great way to make my return trip to Bangkok:
(https://youtu.be/LWGJA9i18Co)
I wanna be on that flight!
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Enjoy these words of wisdom that I found throughout the cyber experience.
Thank you to the resources who contribute to this page.
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(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2360169634283888/)
(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/WDF9yb67uKuXSkNN/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2020
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A Facebook ‘Memories’ from two years ago.
This ‘Memory’ opens old wounds.
I’m writing this screed for my own therapy. A written scream,
As I wrote in a post last month, my sister is one sad example of cruelty.
First, the background for you who may be new here.
This was her reply to me when I asked her why she did not invite me to her wedding:
– ‘It was for family only.’
She clearly meant that I’m not ‘family’.
No wonder, then, that Sister admitted to another grand deception.
I knew that she had two children. It was difficult for her to conceal that fact when she visited my home (1992) and I last visited her home (1993) when both those children were infants.
So it was last month when Sister let slip that she has three children, not two.
Wow!
How does someone ignore sharing the existence of their child with family? Oopsies, I’m not ‘family’.
How distant, how cold, how twisted to omit such a major life event from a sibling! Oh, wait, my bad again. I’m ‘not family’.
Not surprising. Our correspondence through the years has been mostly ‘business’ about her (‘our’?) father’s estate and then her (‘our’?) mother’s estate. She rarely wrote a kind word, her handful of telephone calls were abusive and berating. Watching a home video from 1992 shows Sister quite restrained and cardboard.
Only thing that she kept that tied me to her all these years was a legal paper that put my name to our deceased father’s real estate. She could have settled this legality in 1992 rather than string me along til 2019. Of course, in 1992, she denied the existence of several parcels. She was forced to admit the existence of two parcels a decade later when the County refused to permit her to sell them without my consent. Then she got petty – she demanded that I owed money to her to re-imburse her for paying the property taxes during those years when she claimed that those parcels did not exist.
Thus, the responsibility for healing is yours – I won’t bother to expose your names, you know who you are:
– my sister,
– my sister’s children (two, three, a dozen – what difference does it make),
– my cousins on my father’s side of ‘family’ who live in this same metropolitan area as I,
– my cousins and father’s ‘family’ who live at West Virginia,
– my cousins on my mother’s side of family who live at various locations such as North Carolina, Texas, Colorado,
– my cousin on my father’s side of family who lives at New Jersey,
You know where I am, I’ve lived here at this address since 1993. You have my telephone number, my e-mail, Messenger text. Pathetic of each and every one of you who can’t be bothered to extend any sense of friendship or ‘family’.
Either rejoin my life in friendship or remain absent and toxic to my life.
– Sharon
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(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
Sharon Nichols
(5 Jun 2018)
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You can’t go home again.
Nor can you resurrect past relationships and broken relationships.
I suppose that I learned those lessons many times. I wanted to make one final effort at my age when the future number of years is but a fraction of the past number of years. I want no reasoned regrets.
>
I was thinking during the past couple hours – that’s when I get dangerous.
I decided to no longer pursue people from my past who rejected me.
That means family. Or, I must say, people who merely presented themselves to be ‘family’. As I have written here and elsewhere, the identity of my biological family is unknown. Mine is not quite as simple as a legal piece of paper.
– The woman who raised me to call her ‘Mom’ is most definitely ‘not the mommy’; she made that clear throughout my life.
– My ‘father’, well, that is far more complicated; he played circumspect.
(https://slimandme.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/mommy-not-the-mommy/)
>
Dumb*ss me!
I made an effort through the years to search for extended members of that family. I eventually made contact as Internet search systems improved.
I now realise that I made a big mistake. I learned that the responsibility does not set on my shoulders to be the one obliged to repair those fractured relationships.
How can I establish any relationship with people who are the ones who deliberately decided to have nothing to do with me during the past 20, 30, 40, 50 years!
I realise that I have nothing to share with that family. This is on them.
I have written to my sister numerous times during the years, but she makes minimal effort to return the favour. She spews invective when she does correspond.
I wrote to newly-located cousins. Their replies are polite, but I must realise that they denied me from their past. Why should they offer any place for me in their future?
I wrote to a niece and a nephew – another mistake. It is their mom’s responsibility, not mine, to explain to them why she kept me from being part of their lives. They chose to accept their mother’s deceit; It was their decision that they made no effort to correspond with me since becoming adult (they had my contact information all these years).
As such, it’s what runs in the family; theirs, not mine.
My sister wrote that she doesn’t want to examine and resolve our past. My nephew duplicated that same sentiment; as he wrote, I never existed in their past and there is no place for me in their future.
Great idea! That family is my past. Toodles!
Are you reading this?
You know how to contact me if you really want change. You closed the door on me.
>
This is part of my Spring Cleaning – clearing out the toxic people, welcoming my friends.
Of course, my Pinewood school-mates are in that latter category. They became a discovered treasure. Maybe they have become something of a quasi-family. They accept me – at least, those who have been corresponding with me. Ευχαριστώ πολύ.
There are people in my life who are my support.
There will be plenty of others in my future – the excitement will come with new people.
>
I ask this request from my friends. Keep me in line. Give me a swift kick in the shins the next time I pull another stunt like this.
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I found a great way to make my return trip to Bangkok:
(https://youtu.be/LWGJA9i18Co)
I wanna be on that flight!
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Enjoy these words of wisdom that I found throughout the cyber experience.
Thank you to the resources who contribute to this page.
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Jules Hughes
This is beautiful truth! Realization of our lives,as we live as ourselves,concerning the closest ones to us ,is a hard pill to swallow! Love you much girl!💛💚💙💜❤🧡💯
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(https://www.facebook.com/100008726227817/posts/2625344211099761/)
(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/cqiZFB4UNcQp9RC3/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
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A Facebook ‘Memories’ from three years ago.
Interesting timing.
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We hope you enjoy looking back and sharing your memories on Facebook, from the most recent to those long ago.
ON THIS DAY
3 years ago
(https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
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Sharon Nichols
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You can’t go home again.
Nor can you resurrect past relationships and broken relationships.
I suppose that I learned those lessons many times. I wanted to make one final effort at my age when the future number of years is but a fraction of the past number of years. I want no reasoned regrets.
>
I was thinking during the past couple hours – that’s when I get dangerous.
I decided to no longer pursue people from my past who rejected me.
That means family. Or, I must say, people who merely presented themselves to be ‘family’. As I have written here and elsewhere, the identity of my biological family is unknown. Mine is not quite as simple as a legal piece of paper.
– The woman who raised me to call her ‘Mom’ is most definitely ‘not the mommy’; she made that clear throughout my life.
– My ‘father’, well, that is far more complicated; he played circumspect.
(https://slimandme.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/mommy-not-the-mommy/)
>
Dumb*ss me!
I made an effort through the years to search for extended members of that family. I eventually made contact as Internet search systems improved.
I now realise that I made a big mistake. I learned that the responsibility does not set on my shoulders to be the one obliged to repair those fractured relationships.
How can I establish any relationship with people who are the ones who deliberately decided to have nothing to do with me during the past 20, 30, 40, 50 years!
I realise that I have nothing to share with that family. This is on them.
I have written to my sister numerous times during the years, but she makes minimal effort to return the favour. She spews invective when she does correspond.
I wrote to newly-located cousins. Their replies are polite, but I must realise that they denied me from their past. Why should they offer any place for me in their future?
I wrote to a niece and a nephew – another mistake. It is their mom’s responsibility, not mine, to explain to them why she kept me from being part of their lives. They chose to accept their mother’s deceit; It was their decision that they made no effort to correspond with me since becoming adult (they had my contact information all these years).
As such, it’s what runs in the family; theirs, not mine.
My sister wrote that she doesn’t want to examine and resolve our past. My nephew duplicated that same sentiment; as he wrote, I never existed in their past and there is no place for me in their future.
Great idea! That family is my past. Toodles!
Are you reading this?
You know how to contact me if you really want change. You closed the door on me.
>
This is part of my Spring Cleaning – clearing out the toxic people, welcoming my friends.
Of course, my Pinewood school-mates are in that latter category. They became a discovered treasure. Maybe they have become something of a quasi-family. They accept me – at least, those who have been corresponding with me. Ευχαριστώ πολύ.
There are people in my life who are my support.
There will be plenty of others in my future – the excitement will come with new people.
>
I ask this request from my friends. Keep me in line. Give me a swift kick in the shins the next time I pull another stunt like this.
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I found a great way to make my return trip to Bangkok:
(https://youtu.be/LWGJA9i18Co)
I wanna be on that flight!
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Enjoy these words of wisdom that I found throughout the cyber experience.
Thank you to the resources who contribute to this page.
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You’re All Caught Up
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(https://www.facebook.com/share/p/aqGpoMC1s1THTUUc/?mibextid=oFDknk)
Sharon Nichols
5 Jun 2022
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A Facebook ‘Memories’ from last year, from two year ago, from three years ago, from four years ago, from a lifetime lived.
I made recent final efforts to re-connect with both Jeff and Clint. So far, nothing.
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ON THIS DAY
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(https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
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A Facebook ‘Memories’ from two years ago.
This ‘Memory’ opens old wounds.
I’m writing this screed for my own therapy. A written scream,
As I wrote in a post last month, my sister is one sad example of cruelty.
First, the background for you who may be new here.
This was her reply to me when I asked her why she did not invite me to her wedding:
– ‘It was for family only.’
She clearly meant that I’m not ‘family’.
No wonder, then, that Sister admitted to another grand deception.
I knew that she had two children. It was difficult for her to conceal that fact when she visited my home (1992) and I last visited her home (1993) when both those children were infants.
So it was last month when Sister let slip that she has three children, not two.
Wow!
How does someone ignore sharing the existence of their child with family? Oopsies, I’m not ‘family’.
How distant, how cold, how twisted to omit such a major life event from a sibling! Oh, wait, my bad again. I’m ‘not family’.
Not surprising. Our correspondence through the years has been mostly ‘business’ about her (‘our’?) father’s estate and then her (‘our’?) mother’s estate. She rarely wrote a kind word, her handful of telephone calls were abusive and berating. Watching a home video from 1992 shows Sister quite restrained and cardboard.
Only thing that she kept that tied me to her all these years was a legal paper that put my name to our deceased father’s real estate. She could have settled this legality in 1992 rather than string me along til 2019. Of course, in 1992, she denied the existence of several parcels. She was forced to admit the existence of two parcels a decade later when the County refused to permit her to sell them without my consent. Then she got petty – she demanded that I owed money to her to re-imburse her for paying the property taxes during those years when she claimed that those parcels did not exist.
Thus, the responsibility for healing is yours – I won’t bother to expose your names, you know who you are:
– my sister,
– my sister’s children (two, three, a dozen – what difference does it make),
– my cousins on my father’s side of ‘family’ who live in this same metropolitan area as I,
– my cousins and father’s ‘family’ who live at West Virginia,
– my cousins on my mother’s side of family who live at various locations such as North Carolina, Texas, Colorado,
– my cousin on my father’s side of family who lives at New Jersey,
You know where I am, I’ve lived here at this address since 1993. You have my telephone number, my e-mail, Messenger text. Pathetic of each and every one of you who can’t be bothered to extend any sense of friendship or ‘family’.
Either rejoin my life in friendship or remain absent and toxic to my life.
– Sharon
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(https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1850208295280027&id=100008726227817)
Sharon Nichols
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Jules Hughes
This is beautiful truth! Realization of our lives,as we live as ourselves,concerning the closest ones to us ,is a hard pill to swallow! Love you much girl!💛💚💙💜❤🧡💯
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You can’t go home again.
Nor can you resurrect past relationships and broken relationships.
I suppose that I learned those lessons many times. I wanted to make one final effort at my age when the future number of years is but a fraction of the past number of years. I want no reasoned regrets.
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I was thinking during the past couple hours – that’s when I get dangerous.
I decided to no longer pursue people from my past who rejected me.
That means family. Or, I must say, people who merely presented themselves to be ‘family’. As I have written here and elsewhere, the identity of my biological family is unknown. Mine is not quite as simple as a legal piece of paper.
– The woman who raised me to call her ‘Mom’ is most definitely ‘not the mommy’; she made that clear throughout my life.
– My ‘father’, well, that is far more complicated; he played circumspect.
(https://slimandme.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/mommy-not-the-mommy/)
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Dumb*ss me!
I made an effort through the years to search for extended members of that family. I eventually made contact as Internet search systems improved.
I now realise that I made a big mistake. I learned that the responsibility does not set on my shoulders to be the one obliged to repair those fractured relationships.
How can I establish any relationship with people who are the ones who deliberately decided to have nothing to do with me during the past 20, 30, 40, 50 years!
I realise that I have nothing to share with that family. This is on them.
I have written to my sister numerous times during the years, but she makes minimal effort to return the favour. She spews invective when she does correspond.
I wrote to newly-located cousins. Their replies are polite, but I must realise that they denied me from their past. Why should they offer any place for me in their future?
I wrote to a niece and a nephew – another mistake. It is their mom’s responsibility, not mine, to explain to them why she kept me from being part of their lives. They chose to accept their mother’s deceit; It was their decision that they made no effort to correspond with me since becoming adult (they had my contact information all these years).
As such, it’s what runs in the family; theirs, not mine.
My sister wrote that she doesn’t want to examine and resolve our past. My nephew duplicated that same sentiment; as he wrote, I never existed in their past and there is no place for me in their future.
Great idea! That family is my past. Toodles!
Are you reading this?
You know how to contact me if you really want change. You closed the door on me.
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This is part of my Spring Cleaning – clearing out the toxic people, welcoming my friends.
Of course, my Pinewood school-mates are in that latter category. They became a discovered treasure. Maybe they have become something of a quasi-family. They accept me – at least, those who have been corresponding with me. Ευχαριστώ πολύ.
There are people in my life who are my support.
There will be plenty of others in my future – the excitement will come with new people.
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I ask this request from my friends. Keep me in line. Give me a swift kick in the shins the next time I pull another stunt like this.
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I found a great way to make my return trip to Bangkok:
(https://youtu.be/LWGJA9i18Co)
I wanna be on that flight!
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Jenny Robinson
Thank you for sharing so much of yourself! Big warm hugs! ❤
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Mary Gronert
Thank You for sharing your thoughts. ❤Heart felt.
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Mary Gronert
This is the picture I shared. I thought it was nice.
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Hahaha!! 😊
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Agree!
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Crooked Drumpf skimmed from the ‘9 / 11’ relief fund.
‘Pure Evil’: Report On Trump Administration Draining Fund For FDNY’s 9/11 Responders Draws Outrage
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Sep 11, 2020, 08:53am EDT
Updated Sep 12, 2020, 12:00pm EDT
TOPLINE A New York Daily News scoop published Thursday revealed that the Trump administration has siphoned around $4 million from the New York City Fire Department’s fund for its September 11 first responders, drawing outrage on the 19th anniversary of the attacks, but the U.S. Treasury says the money was diverted because of “delinquent debt” owed by New York City to the federal government.
Attacks World Trade Center
Firefighters work beneath the destroyed mullions, [+]
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The funds are part of the FDNY World Trade Center Health Program, which was established by the James Zadroga 9/11 Health and Compensation Act of 2010, a bill passed by Congress that provides healthcare to first responders who have suffered a range of illnesses from exposure to dust and smoke at Ground Zero.
“TRUMP DOESN’T ONLY HATE VETERANS, HE HATES FIRST RESPONDER HEROES,” tweeted actress Debra Messing in reaction to the Daily News report.
Fred Guttenberg, father of Parkland school shooting victim Jamie Guttenberg, said he was “F—KING P—-ED” about the report, because his brother died of cancer from 9/11.
“From the administration whose identity is built on claims of honoring first responders,” Julie Cohen, director of the RBG documentary, wrote on Twitter.
“This doesn’t surprise me at all,” Army veteran and advocate Paul Rieckoff wrote on Twitter. “Trump did NOTHING to push for the extension of #Zadroga last year.”
“We are also working with Congressman King and others to examine any potential authorities to provide relief in this case to support our nation’s 9/11 heroes,” the Treasury spokesperson. told Forbes, but could not provide any examples of how they would do it, and did not have a timeline.
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“Here we have sick World Trade Center-exposed firefighters and EMS workers, at a time when the city is having difficult financial circumstances due to COVID-19, and we’re not getting the money we need to be able to treat these heroes,” FDNY Chief Medical Officer David Prezant told the Daily News.
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“Pure evil,” tweeted Dr. Dena Grayson, a medical expert who specializes in ebola and other viruses.
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This is Crooked Drumpf’s Amerika.
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