Hi Kayelle. I love the bit about “We’ve been lost here before.” Wow. Does that speak a mouthful or what? Lost here before again and again. In marriage. In relationships in general. In life. I simply hope I will not throw a tantrum about our lostness next time around. This dementia experience with Jonathan is showing me how little I have progressed in that regard. I had a friend named Mary Museo who would go to her window, open it wide, lean out, gaze upward and holler “Help!!!” I called it Mary Museo’s prayer. I don’t know if it worked for her or not, but I think I need to mosey over to my window now. Blessings. Alice

Oh Alfie. I love this comment. The analogy of the chicken farm is perfect, as are you. Yes, the eggshell versus spilled yolk phenomenon is kind of like marriage can be sometimes as you say. Sticky. A nuisance. Smelly if you let it hang around too long without some cleanup. But then – the sun does come anyway – and It’s all right doo doo do doo doo do doo doo do do do do do do. So we keep on doing like the Boys from Liverpool suggest. Blessings. Alice

Hello Patricia. Welcome back. I am pleased that you enjoyed my post. Everything isn’t toxic here in Onlineland. You simply have to step carefully among the eggshells. Some folks can’t resist scattering those about. But we have navigated emotional minefields before have we not? Pick the dance that works for you. Mine is kind of “Out of Sight – Out of Mind”. I know which sites I prefer to avoid. If they intrude on my personal online space I block them. That may sound rude but self-preservation is okay. Psyche preservation is okay too. Still, I hope you won’t block me. Blessings. Alice