Geraldine-I think that`s a really lovely story you told.
In another time,another place-you and Arthur may well have lived the dream.
Sadly,in those days we were very dutiful and bent to our elders.
The young now would never do so.
Maybe one day you may hear just how his life turned out.That would be really nice for you to
know.
jilly
Oh! what a surprise to get your lovely post, this really made my Day!
I am at my daughter's for Christmas, she always brings me over and it's nice to have a get-together, she has no children (by choice, a career girl!) but I love her all the same. She is a wonderful daughter. I have 2 sons, one who lives in Holland and was over for a week recently.
My eldest son, an ex-fireman, is terminally ill and living with me at home. He went over to help the refugees in Athens Greece 4 and a half years back and came back home January 2016 with lower bowel cancer. Such a shock as he was so healthy, running for the Godiver Harriers and quite athletic too. He receives chemotherapy but I do a lot of praying to this Saint Padro Pio, (someone in Italy told me about him), and having been given 3 months to live, he is still with us d.v.
Anyway enough of this, thanx again for the lovely reply. Gerry xx (Geraldine but Gerry to all my BF pals!)