tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post8055976542453604715..comments2023-11-20T13:40:06.750-06:00Comments on Life On The Ledge <sup>©</sup>: Slaying DragonsC. I. Maddoxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10179906878058442041noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-75917956686950571312013-12-24T17:15:06.304-06:002013-12-24T17:15:06.304-06:00Its Christmas Eve and I wanted to come back to wis...Its Christmas Eve and I wanted to come back to wish you Merry Christmas and Happy New year. If you are still in that dark place and if I really had wishes, I would wish all your happy memories could replace the pain. :-) I hope Santa is good to you :-)Forgetmenot525https://www.blogger.com/profile/15771321877704271297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-33022328195241943402013-12-09T11:50:34.385-06:002013-12-09T11:50:34.385-06:00No. I have no friends here. Not one person I know ...No. I have no friends here. Not one person I know here has ever offered to help me with anything. I've attended the same church for 15 years and not one person has ever invited me to their home unless it was a church function nor have they ever been to mine. The pastor is the only person to ever visit my home or the hospital when Jerry was sick. <br /><br />I used to be embarrassed to say that but I have suddenly realized I've got no reason to be embarrassed except for being stupid.Cynthia I Maddoxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09172830171634694240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-14787671934726240092013-12-09T11:31:23.123-06:002013-12-09T11:31:23.123-06:00I'm sure that day will come, maybe not today, ...I'm sure that day will come, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but certainly some day, and the dragons will be banished :-)Forgetmenot525https://www.blogger.com/profile/15771321877704271297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-62414541112985796132013-12-06T07:19:49.590-06:002013-12-06T07:19:49.590-06:00Through February? Ugh, Dixie. I think there are pe...Through February? Ugh, Dixie. I think there are people around you (in your physical area) that would be willing to assist you. It's hard to ask for help, though. It's agony (in my prideful opinion). Still, that is only one dragon managed. And you are crunchy and good with ketchup.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18119718461267453386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18946482.post-44344232151582639512013-12-06T06:52:17.990-06:002013-12-06T06:52:17.990-06:00I wish I could remember the size of that painting ...I wish I could remember the size of that painting - I decoupaged it decades ago at it's original size, set on a tiny plate stand on a coffee table. I, too, used it to remind me to slay my own dragons. I came to understand that there really are dragons - we just call them by different names. Had the painting been of George slaying a crocodile, I doubt it would have filled our imagination in the same way. There is no magic, but I do believe in miracles.Phyllis Blickensderferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03206757687699759551noreply@blogger.com