Here in the early morning hours thinking back to our youth

I don't look back with any great joy. Some times were good, but they were interrupted by bad things, and 'people' I can never forgive. The best times started when I met the girl who became my wife, 49 years ago. Beautiful? she always will be to me.
Yes, we're getting on a bit, but we're looking forward to even better times and growing old absolutely DISGRACEFULLY!
"people I can never forgive"? Life is too short, if someone wronged you then they don't deserve your thoughts, move on, forget about them.
 

"people I can never forgive"? Life is too short, if someone wronged you then they don't deserve your thoughts, move on, forget about them.
My mother told me if I was a Christian I had to forgive her. She was worried about obtaining her place in Heaven. I told her I am not in the forgiveness business as that would require a judgement, on my part, and I am not in the judgement business. She was “talking” to the wrong person.

But I don’t believe in forgetting either. Remembering reminds you to be careful, cautious, and less trustful; so you don’t fall into the same hell.
 
I'm glad you have those pleasant memories @Blessed I have some with my family and other memories I have put in a box with a sign on it:do not open". Some still seeps out.

I have great memories with my first husband. He loved to wine and dine me, took me swimming and we also had a wonderful love life my. We had conversations that lasted all night. There was a lot more that was good before the bad stuff happened.

I enjoyed going back and remembering tonight.
 

Don't tell me "move on, forget about them". Things may not constantly be in your thoughts, but you cannot choose what you remember and what you forget. It's all in there somewhere.
Another forum member able to resist calls to " move on", (like myself quite often, but we're in good company with the great Bill McLaren assert the same thing in his autobiography!).
 
My truth is I can never move on, I am a widow but I am still married, That death until you part does not mean a thing to me. I vowed I would love him and be faithful to death. He died way too soon, but I have honored my vow. if we are reunited someday, some where,he will know I kept the promise we made so long ago!!
 
My truth is I can never move on, I am a widow but I am still married, That death until you part does not mean a thing to me. I vowed I would love him and be faithful to death. He died way too soon, but I have honored my vow. if we are reunited someday, some where,he will know I kept the promise we made so long ago!!
My former mother in law lost her husband aged fifty, and there was no doubt she loved him too, though in time she did meet Jim, another farmer with two children who were teenagers, (Jim started a family late but then lost his wife when the children were quite young).

She did a great job helping those children, and of course Jim, (though they never married), so I suppose she moved on to the extent she could do this, but she would talk openly about her late husband to him, as I'm sure Jim did about his late wife.
 
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to still be here but I miss those good ol days of being a carefree kid, and the older I get the more I miss em, hehehe!!!
 


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