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A bit of levity inspired by the title of this thread; Hopefully no one (mostly you Charlotte) will take this as diminishing the importance of Miss Charlottes suffering.
In Catholic grade school there was a nun—Sister M.--who was beyond sanity. A total Jesus freak--more than the average nun. Just a hyperbolic/histrionic person/believer. Got into rants about everything, talk to God, and rail at students. Out of control.
Sister M. was ranting at the class and in extreme anger mode and said, "patience, patience, I keep losing my patience!"
My brother said, "You must not be a very good doctor." Got him kicked out of class that day.
When I had her my years, one day when she was in total Jesus freak/talk to God/rant-mode.
She closed her eyes (as she would do when talking to God) with her arms held out full length with her palms up, getting into how she's lost her way...
"Dear Lord I've lost my way! I'm in the darkness, I can't see my way, I'm so lost; I don't know where I am. Jesus, tell me where I am!"
My friend Paul says "You're by the record player." Couldn't figure out who said it so she couldn't kick him out.
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out of my mind, left behind
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