INSOMNIACS place to talk in the wee hours

I hear ya Mags!

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My fellow classmates have decided that we aren’t going to wait for our 30th class reunion to get together to celebrate the life of our class president who passed suddenly last week. We are planning a get together sometime this summer as an impromptu reunion. Would have bee our 25th class reunion anyway.

Shepkitty - Thank you! Nice thread y'all have here, love the wall paper and deco.....Sas, I won't even mention the paint.

Happy Birthday Mags!!!

Another day older and deeper in debt!

My son is cooking me up some dinner. He’s a seat of the pants chef like me, throw a bunch of things together and always tastes great. Tonight’s has zucchini and asparagus, and some chicken. He brought me a tray of crackers with braunschweiger and Muenster cheese for an appetizer. I’m resting, per orders.

Sas, HH nurse did orthstatic bp today, verrrrry interesting.

Loveroflife - Hiya, and thank you!

Mags - Happy Birthday! It's my DH's bday today as well....your son was very sweet to cook for you, how nice for you!

Mags, Celebrate all week! Happy Birthday.

Egads

Welcome to this thread. So many great and knowledgeable women. Sas started this forum over five years ago. Not sure the exact year, and it's been booming ever since

Mommy that sounds like a great and positive idea. I am class of '85.

OK I feel old now. Class of ‘68! And I turned 67 Wednesday. But I’m still here!

Jay, my son and I have a wonderful story. I was 18 and unmarried in 1970 when he was born, and for many reasons I knew I couldn’t raise him so placed him for adoption. When the internet became a thing, so did mutual consent adoption registries, adoption.com being the go to. I put my info everywhere, but that was where he found me, when he was ready, in 2005. I got a blind email saying “I think I’m who you’re looking for.” Indeed he was, and we’ve spent the last 13 years building a solid loving companionship. His adoptive mother died from breast cancer within weeks of my telling him of mine, but he has a good head on his shoulders and does not seem to have let that mess him up. He married a woman with two young sons and raised them to be fine young men. The older of the two became especially close to DH, and came to the funeral with his dad. He sat right behind me, with his hand on my shoulder throughout the service. He is 25 now, has a very serious relationship with a beautiful and smart young lady. I’m hoping they’ll visit soon.

I never had other children, I became a serial miscarrier. I always regretted that DH and I had none, as I knew he’d be a great dad, and he was a great surrogate dad to my sister’s two after their dad died. They were devastated when DH passed, doubly so because it was within a week of the anniversary of their dad’s passing.

DS has had to be working during the days he’s been here, but we have had lots of opportunity to just sit and talk. We are so alike, but even more, he is so like my father in temperament and mannerisms, more so than any of my father’s descendants in fact. And only in the good ways. Although he works in computer IT, he loves to garden and work with his hands like my father did.

Many years ago I wrote this in the margin of my bible: Lord, restore to me my son. He answered my prayer in ways I could not have imagined.

That’s my story, another chapter, anyway.