Our dear friend and long time member, Nine's is in hospice. Prayers please. Update, page 5. Nine's has passed away

sending prayers

Thanks for the pin, Scrump.

I didn't realize until now. I have the thread in my personal pins.

Sad to hear and will keep in thought. But is it my imagination or have there been quite a few on here of late seeking good thoughts.?

Strange world or perhaps not as we are told in olden word to keep faith and help our brother.

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... :blooming rose: ... PEACE! ...
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....we're all getting older and exiting the planet. Hard for us, a release for them.


Please tell Nine's and her family they have my heart to theirs.....

I'm going to take my laptop tomorrow so they can read everything and see all the beautiful smilies and hear the songs.

Praying for her and her family.

God Bless them.

Blessings and prayers up

Prayers for Nine's

Sending love and prayers.

I’m praying for you Nine . Much love

Last Edited by Music muse on 03/03/2022 05:35 PM

Oh rats, and I have bummer post.....


Let me see if I can rectify that.....

Prayers

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Prayers for healing and comfort!

Hills and Valleys Reprise


Rockclawfoot and the old Hermit stood aloft the craggy pinnacle. Together they surveyed the fomenting clouds of mists gathering at the foothills.
They had debated, long into the night as to the best outcome.
Wine had been poured, tears and laughter poured forth in unison as the tales of old were sung.
Answers were few, there was little left to be done, except observe, retreat, observe, retreat.
The Old Hermit looked into the aethers and sighed deeply. In spite of it all, he held a measure of satisfaction, as he knew he had done, all he could.

Rockclawfoot stood silent, his chest barely moving as he stood watching the stars above and the mists below.

Ashes flew from the fire into the dark starry night as the old Hermit prepared a simple meal. A potato each, and an onion. They were getting old and both knew that it would not be long, until the maiden of dawn came with her siren call.

The old Hermit carefully gathered his scripts and gathered a few items of interest, perchance a hapless wanderer should happen upon the dry cave at the hilltop.

He laughed dryly as he knew that that which was of import had been written on peoples hearts; the parchments were as ever, of little use, without the elixer.

Those whos hearts had been touched however, knew well of the hidden quotient.

For it was Love.

Not some dry powder...

Rockclawfoot ushered a soft laugh at the old Hermits ways...but the old Hermit was well respected by Rockclawfoot for his wisdoms and counsel.
They would sorely miss each other, but it was decided to part ways...for a time.

Rockclawfoot had brought some items for perpetuity as well.

He had brought seeds and leather, a polished stone and some other everyday items.

He too hoped, that should some hapless wanderer find upon this cave, that they would understand...


A simple life.

So, the two who had seen so much together, were to part, and would simply shake hands and walk away, into the mists.

A new destiny.
Both were adept at leaving no traces, except those they wished a spoor to carry.

It was a remote sight, viewed from afar, to see two such stalwart companions part.

They paid no mind to any consternations.


Gabion came forward, such a dauntless and noble steed.

The old Hermit dug into his bag and pulled out a fine bag of gold and gave it to Rockclawfoot.

Rockclawfoot, his eyes full of tears, tied the bag to Gabions neck and uttered a word, choked with emotion.

The Old Hermit uttered an invocation and without ceremony, Rockclawfoot slapped Gabion on his rump and said "Away my friend, to green pastures anew, when I call you, come"


The mists in the valley below cleared to a beautiful sunny day and the three were not seen or heard, again.



So...no doubting the signal to noise here.
Nines You are very loved, entirely respected, held in awe at your magnanimity and those of us who know your inner secrets and weights are just walking at your sides, Right flank, left flank.
Im lost for words, but I just wanted to dig out the old recipe for you deb, milk and two and a big drop of love as I remember correctly, we had lots of cuppas under the stars...

time passes...

Dang



Losing a lot of great people here.

Nines if you can see this just know that I love you, that WE love you.

This place truly is like its own family.

Don't sweat the small stuff, gypsy.

Didn't know her but may angels surround her and her family and friends during her days ahead.

I think I missed the chance to know a great lady.

You really did. There aren't many like her in this world, now or ever.

For sure.

Many of the greatest are leaving.

Heading for well deserved peace and comfort.

One day I'll join you all. I honestly can't wait, but I have to.

im sure, (quite sure, in fact) that angels make way for Nine's and Im also equally sure of a Grand Hall Event.
Let us anneal this moment in Romans "We Know"

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Take breath nines, we hold vigil.
All Levels.

Ugh.... I'm so sorry to hear this. What a sweet soul who contributed so much here.

We will all meet you again in the Godlike Production in the sky ❤️

My heart to yours, Nine's, be brave, lovey....




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Prayers for healing and peace

I did not personally know her, but have seen her posts.

I will be thinking about her and wishing her peace.

Oh bless her heart!
Will pray for her and her loved ones!
Thank you TB for posting thread and giving us a chance to pray for her.