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A 'pulls at the heart strings' tale of woe

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Mrs Presley

Mrs Presley Report 16 Jan 2007 23:40

Knew u would like it auntiexxx lunar...u made me cry!!!!!xxx

Rachel

Rachel Report 16 Jan 2007 23:26

Funny hoe Reason, Season and Lifetime can intertwine though. One of my best friends came into my life when we were 12, she taught me thing I would not know otherwise (I was so nieve) and in turn I was there for he when she got pregnant, was dumped by the father and miscarried, I was there again when she went back to the father and got pregnant again (no idea what happened) - I wish I had been in her life longer as her only living child (3rd pregnancy and different father to the first 2) born when she was 16-17 was so ll she could have used a friend but I was unsure if I should leave a letter at her parents house for her as she had been in foster care when she finished school. Poor girl fought to take her baby home and had to prove she could cope with the medication and feeding him via a tube, she was 17 but fate stole her away from everyone who loved her before she could turn 18. I was in her life for 4 years and Reason and Season blur. I like the line Friendship is clairvoyant as the friends we make may have no patten until we need something - the friends I have made over the years have been so varied but I love them all for who they are and I'd be lost without them.

Rachel

Rachel Report 16 Jan 2007 19:53

Some time ago, more than a hundred years ago, there were 2 young girls both around 18 or 20 were thrown together by some unfortunate events. The younger girl was working class, widowed and had 2 young children. The elder girl was upper-middle class but her family had fallen on hard times and she took the only job she could get but it meant moving from home and living in unfamilier suroundings of a working class area. The two girls ended up living in the same house, the younger girl taking in washing to pay for the room whilst the older one went out to work. In only a few short months the landlord increased the rent, neither girl could afford the rent for there rooms and face eviction but other houses cost as much for a room so the street was what they expected to end up on. Some how it came out that the girls decided to share the cost of the attic, it was larger than the rooms they had been renting but a little cheeper, this was at the limit of what they could afford between them but they managed. As winter advanced the younger girl became weaker and the elder girl took on looking the 2 young children but her friend was to weak to take more than a few step dispited being fed regually. As the younger girl got weaker the elder girl couldn't work out why so she took her friend supper - just a little bread and broth as normal but then hid behind the pillar. To he amasement the younger girl took a little broth and a crumb of bread then beckoned her children to her and gave then the rest. The elder girl was stuned, she friend was making herself weaker by giving her food to the children. When the elder girl challenged her frien the replay she got stunned her to silence - 'What have I got left to live for?' declared the younger girl 'My work here is done!' the elder girl compsed her self, 'but you have a future' she replied in tears ' and your children need you' 'my time is over, look after the children' wispered the younger girl 'the are yours now' 'but..' the elder girl prtested, and realised her firend was not their. The 2 children came over to that side of the room to see the elder in tears over their mother 'mama?' wimpered the smallest and cried 'come here my darlings' cried the older girl 'mama's with the angels now'

Rachel

Rachel Report 16 Jan 2007 19:53

I heard this story some time ago but have just remembered an thought I'd share it with you. Try not to cry too hard, it's is a tale of woe fit for the time it happened