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My mood is to hope that, whatever is causing the respective tears and laughter for my dearly cherished Amanda, the cause of laughter will come out completely dominant over the cause of tears. I Glove you, Granddaughter.
 
bruiser said:
My mood is thankful that someone so great like Papa Joe would care, but upset because he's wasting his time...
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Little sweetheart, nothing that I can feasibly and legitimately do to comfort you even a little bit in unhappy moments could possibly be a waste of time. As I've had occasion to say before, so I still say: your pure, daughter-like love has been such a priceless blessing to me, that it is a privilege rather than a burden for me to love you sweetly and warmly in return. Please consider yourself tenderly hugged, even cradled, by your Papa Joe, who would do more to help you if he had the means to do so.
 
If you're at a loss for words, Amanda-Panda, then just imagine in your own mind that you rest your head on my shoulder, crying if you feel like it, or telling me anything you would want to talk about. What you and I are to each other is not hidden from anyone in this forum. You were the first person on TDL to "adopt" me as a virtual relative; and that relationship has never failed. So go ahead and be virtually embraced, little darling. Papa Joe loves you, and loves you some more.
 
I feel like a horrid person Papa Joe and I can't explain why... not because it's too horrible to explain to you or because I'm at a loss of words... I just can't. I don't know how to react to anything any more.
 
There are times, beloved girl, when we can only take one step at a time. Whether this is about boys, or school, or family, or church, or anything else, I'm on your side, and more importantly, God's Holy Spirit also is.

Here, I'll give you a few extra doses for later:

God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
God loves you, and I love you.
 
Don't feel that--I mean, the part about taking advantage. You are not receiving anything from me that I am not happily giving by my own free will. Because I love you.
 
You know what's funny... people at school can't see through my fake smiles....
Well except for one, but he's unique.

♥ you, Papa Joe.
 
The fake smile doesn't have to be fake. Even if you are not feeling like dancing (and the Christian singer Dallas Holm, in my generation, actually did a song titled "Just Don't Feel Like Dancing"), you can take the attitude in your mind that you will put on a smile for the purpose of NOT adding to a gloomy atmosphere for OTHERS. That intention will be a real thing, so that the smile which carries out the intention will be real to the same degree.

You said elsewhere that your problems were petty. But since little problems can grow into big ones, there's nothing petty about trying to help you against your problems WHILE they're still small. So right now, my little sweetheart, be certain that Papa Joe DOES love you very much, and prays for your well-being every day.



(If anyone feels that Amanda and I are hogging this thread for our mutual-admiration society; don't blame us. The Affectionate Fighting thread was taken away from us!)
 
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lol. I loved that little tid-bit that you added to the end of your post... 'tis true though. We only had the best of intentions. But that is the past.

True... you are about the smiling, however smiling is supposed to make the smiler feel good, but it doesn't. So technically it isn't fulfilling it's whole purpose.
Singing... singing always helps... although... I apparently can't carry a tune in a bucket. o.o


You know that I still pray for you too.
 
Well, Amanda dear, since I can't make you hear my singing voice through a forum post, I'll take a page from Inkling's book, and compose a sonnet just for you, extemporaneously, here and now.


Amanda Jane, the Bruiser of the web,
Upon the scarcely-known Columbus Day,
Was feeling deep in gloom, or so she said,
Which caused her Papa Joe to feel dismay.

To Papa Joe, a.k.a. Copperfox,
This child's unhappiness was no small thing;
For she had helped him through the hardest knocks
That premature bereavement's bound to bring.

So using all imaginative means,
He virtually embraced the somber girl,
And wished her happy days, and happy dreams,
Sent straight from the Creator of the world.

If sonnets came with more than fourteen lines,
He'd tell her that he loves her lots more times.
 
Really happy.
My dance teacher is away this week...and she was being really mean the last few weeks and we get a substitute tomorrow :D:D

Dont get me wrong, I love her...but you need a break once and a while :D
*does happy dance*

This week in general looks like its going to be good. Thank goodness for that.
 
Mrs Gil-Galad Took said:
Sleepy......It's only 7.46 am :eek:
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ha.... It's 5:01 am here.... and I've got to get ready for school....


I had some insane dreams last night... I woke up when this guy committed suicide. o.o Right in the middle of the rode... I feel so weird...


[giggle] Papa Joe. :D Poem. ♥ I was not expecting that. [gugs]

^^ It made me smile.



That's the good thing about pretending; it doesn't have to be real.
 
I made you smile, Amanda dear? YAY!! Then my good-guy job is done for the moment, and I can ride off with a shout of "Hi-yo, Silver, away!" Which reminds me: do you know WHY the Lone Ranger called his horse Silver? The Lone Ranger was a radio character before he appeared in other forms; and his radio program was sponsored by a manufacturer of silverware polish.
 
I didn't know that. :o Which... I've never seen the Lone Ranger either. o.o

Would you think that if I didn't speak to anyone today, that it would be bad? I mean, I'm going to answer if spoken to, but that's as far as it goes. That's not horrid is it?
 
Provided that, as you already indicated, you will still talk when there is a legitimate cause to talk, you are not at all horrid for otherwise keeping quiet. Endless chatter is not a duty. In fact, I'm sure there's a verse or two in Proverbs saying that it can be positively a virtue, in some circumstances, to keep quiet.

God be with you and your brother all day today, little sweetheart. I love you very much. <3
 
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