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Have you ever said this expression?. "I'm at the end of the road".
Today I feel like at the end of the road. What options do we have at the end of the road.? I need your insigth about this Thanks Edna (gennoah) |
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Hi gennoah....
Yep..been there before...I know the exhaustion of that place... Well,,,you can quit...but you don't seem like a quiter... ![]() You can turn around and go back...but you and I ain't old movies...we can never go back.. ![]() You can make a left or right turn,,,now that's an option...a new direction ![]() Or....build a new road..... ![]() I've done some road building and its no picnic,,,but let me tell you....the new stuff I saw.... ![]() Its your life gennoah...you have choices and options...and change is one...even a little bit of change is enough sometimes to see things differently... With care, Lenny
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I have only one conclusion,,and that is things change too quickly for me to draw them.... Sobriety date...Halloween 1989. I was plucked from hell...and treat this gift as if it is the only one... |
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Thank you Lenny !
Your words really help. Gennoah Quote:
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end of your rope...
tie a knot in it & hang on for dear life! or bettew yet my lil says tie a tire on da end of it an make a tire swing cuz dems are fun ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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((((((((((((((((gennoah)))))))))))) I understand that feeling. It's hard to be in that place for sure. Lenny had some great wisdom.
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oops...i meant well.
guess tying a knot in the end of the road might be difficult...or tying a tire... wouldn't you rather be at the end of your rope... i don't know what you can do at the end of the road? cept maybe pull out da big chalk and start draw'n pretty pitures? maybe get one of dem really really big tires and roll back down da road inside da tire...dat be fun. ![]() |
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i gots a bestest idea...
climb da tree next to da road. den you kin see far way in awll direction an den you know which way you wanna go! big me say to share one uh her mostest faboritest poems... it about roads! The Road Not Taken Robert Frost (1874–1963) TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. |
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