What tugs at your heartstrings? - Page 2

Wynonie Harris · 05-11-2011, 23:19

You know that bit in all the Second World War documentaries? After the fall of Dunkirk, but before the Battle of Britain, when the Nazis were just across the channel and it was regarded as a definite given that they would now invade and the rest of the world had written us off. This is the bit where the commentator says: "...and now Britain stood quite alone" and you see footage of ordinary folk just like us going to work, getting on buses, housewives shopping, postmen delivering mail, quietly, calmly and with a look of unconcern. That always gets me right here and makes me realise what was once great about this country...now largely lost I fear, although you do still see flashes of it from time to time!

Margaret Pilkington · 05-11-2011, 23:19

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Originally Posted by garinda

You're right.

Not religious.

But eyes are the gateway to the soul, or whatever you want to call it.

Be it man, or beast.

No, not religious....well unless you count religion as being the ability to give the gift of kindness, to be able to empathise, to see suffering and want to make it better....because by making the suffering better, you make yourself better too.

garinda · 05-11-2011, 23:21

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Originally Posted by jedimaster

memories of what once was and that will never be again. A little selfish I suppose but that's not only the nature of depression but also the fuel to it's fire.

Without getting (too) maudlin...I'm not even drunk!

When something horrible happens, losing someone we love for instance.

The most recent memories are the first to go.

Because they're usually connected to how we lost that person.

Eventually all the memories which might be hard to live, with leave, and all we're left with are the warm, happy, and nourishing ones.

cashman · 05-11-2011, 23:23

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Originally Posted by garinda

Without getting (too) maudlin...I'm not even drunk!

When something horrible happens, losing someone we love for instance.

The most recent memories are the first to go.

Because they're usually connected to how we lost that person.

Eventually all the memories which might be hard to live, with leave, and all we're left with are the warm, happy, and nourishing ones.

Nail on head yon.

junetta · 05-11-2011, 23:24

I was just watching Rolf Harris on the Piers Morgan talk show and the recording of ´Two Little Boys´ came on.

Around forty years ago I was sitting with my future husband in Jean Daniel´s pub just off Plantation Street listening to the same record. Andy died almost thirty years ago but it felt like yesterday. I could break my heart.

mobertol · 05-11-2011, 23:25

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Originally Posted by garinda

Without getting (too) maudlin...I'm not even drunk!

When something horrible happens, losing someone we love for instance.

The most recent memories are the first to go.

Because they're usually connected to how we lost that person.

Eventually all the memories which might be hard to live, with leave, and all we're left with are the warm, happy, and nourishing ones.

That's true - and they are the ones to focus on along with the fun times -not the shadowy things.

jedimaster · 05-11-2011, 23:26

it's more the fact that i am still trying to come to terms with a disability which screwed up my job, led me into financial meltdown and damn near destroyed my life, and I just wish I could go back to when everything was fine and I was doing the job I loved (even though the job was the cause of the problem)

mobertol · 05-11-2011, 23:28

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Originally Posted by jedimaster

it's more the fact that i am still trying to come to terms with a disability which screwed up my job, led me into financial meltdown and damn near destroyed my life, and I just wish I could go back to when everything was fine and I was doing the job I loved (even though the job was the cause of the problem)

Although I'm no expert, i think the secret lies in focusing on what you CAN do and not what you can't do any more. It will be a big shift but there may be some positives ..for example making new friends on accy web or finding new interests...

cashman · 05-11-2011, 23:29

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Originally Posted by junetta

I was just watching Rolf Harris on the Piers Morgan talk show and the recording of ´Two Little Boys´ came on.

Around forty years ago I was sitting with my future husband in Jean Daniel´s pub just off Plantation Street listening to the same record. Andy died almost thirty years ago but it felt like yesterday. I could break my heart.

That pub would be the Kings Arms on Lee St june,used to pop in back then.

Margaret Pilkington · 05-11-2011, 23:30

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Originally Posted by garinda

Without getting (too) maudlin...I'm not even drunk!

When something horrible happens, losing someone we love for instance.

The most recent memories are the first to go.

Because they're usually connected to how we lost that person.

Eventually all the memories which might be hard to live, with leave, and all we're left with are the warm, happy, and nourishing ones.

Someone put words to that effect in a card that was sent to me when my father died.....and I thought to myself 'huh! What do they know?'......but I have to say it is true.

For a while I couldn't talk about my dad without getting upset....and even now 20 years down the line, that still happens....but I can remember the good memories. I can talk about him. I often talk to him...though he never answers me back.....and the memories are warm and they do make me smile. Life has to be like this. We have to live in the 'now'....but the 'now' is affected by the past, and nothing can alter that.

Wynonie Harris · 05-11-2011, 23:32

Watching Stanley in the league and knowing my old fella never lived to see it happen.

garinda · 05-11-2011, 23:34

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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington

No, not religious....well unless you count religion as being the ability to give the gift of kindness, to be able to empathise, to see suffering and want to make it better....because by making the suffering better, you make yourself better too.

I hate cruelty, and bullying.

As a child I was always a big bruiser. So it wasn't ever a physical problem, charging in, and stopping other kids being bullied. Even then I didn't give a fig, if it meant the majority, the gang mentality, would turn against me, and I would be ostracised from the group. Strangely it didn't. Probably being able to make people laugh, meant I was accepted, despite being 'different'.

I do get the ocasional pang of guilt today.

Wondering whether it's cruel, and bullying, to attack those who are cruel, or bullies.

cashman · 05-11-2011, 23:34

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Originally Posted by Wynonie Harris

Watching Stanley in the league and knowing my old fella never lived to see it happen.

yep same here as we both have said before wyn.

Margaret Pilkington · 05-11-2011, 23:35

Steve he might not be watching it with you...but who is to say he isn't watching it?

cashman · 05-11-2011, 23:37

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Originally Posted by garinda

I hate cruelty, and bullying.

As a child I was always a big bruiser. So it wasn't ever a physical problem, charging in, and stopping other kids being bullied. Even then I didn't give a fig, if it meant the majority, the gang mentality, would turn against me, and I would be ostracised from the group. Strangely it didn't. Probably being able to make people laugh, meant I was accepted, despite being 'different'.

I do get the ocasional pang of guilt today.

Wondering whether it's cruel, and bullying, to attack those who are cruel, or bullies.

Not cruel as far as i'm concerned, if more had the bottle to do that,would be much less bullying in the world.