Mr. Mark Hamilton:
I received some information from Neothink along about then. Guess I wasn’t ready for it and am so sorry I didn’t pursue and peruse it at that time; lots of wasted years. So, here I am now, 79 years old, very active (can still stand on my head in the middle of any room).
As recently as nine months ago, I experienced the death of my 58 year old first born son; he was an alcoholic, a smoker; and died of lung cancer. I am a widow; have 2 children left. A 56 year old workaholic son, whom I adore; my precious 55 year old daughter, although she hasn’t spoken to me since the death of my son, due to some horrible lies her father (my ex) has told her about me. She is still loved. Enough of the sad stuff in my life; I have more than my share of happiness.
I dance three times a week, Country Western on Tuesday afternoons and Friday nights, Ball Room on Thursday afternoons. Dancing has been my Friday night essence for the past 40 years. I was married to a minister for 20 years prior to that, who didn’t believe in dancing. Wouldn’t even have sex standing up because he was afraid God would think we were dancing. A little humor intended.
Twenty five of my dancing friends have come to my home for the past 43 months on the second Tuesday of every month to eat, sing, dance and act silly; the average age is 77, there are four over 90. One of the dancers is a professional pianist and every month he plays my Parlor Grand piano for us. The majority of us have danced at the same places for 35 to 40 years. We haven’t missed a month meeting at my house during those 43 months. The party starts after this ole’ grandmother of six; great-grandmother of seven, finishes standing on my head. I guess dancing keeps us young, off of the streets and out of the bars.
I am half way through Miss Annabelle’s Secrets and spend most of my spare time (when I’m not dancing) reading on it. Can’t wait to finish it. The anxiousness was overwhelming inside of me until I got my secret meetings information. Thanks for choosing me to be a member, I’m thankful (so far), and I can hardly wait because I am sure I will be more thankful as time goes by.
Bonnie B.
Mr. Mark Hamilton:
I received some information from Neothink along about then. Guess I wasn’t ready for it and am so sorry I didn’t pursue and peruse it at that time; lots of wasted years. So, here I am now, 79 years old, very active (can still stand on my head in the middle of any room).
As recently as nine months ago, I experienced the death of my 58 year old first born son; he was an alcoholic, a smoker; and died of lung cancer. I am a widow; have 2 children left. A 56 year old workaholic son, whom I adore; my precious 55 year old daughter, although she hasn’t spoken to me since the death of my son, due to some horrible lies her father (my ex) has told her about me. She is still loved. Enough of the sad stuff in my life; I have more than my share of happiness.
I dance three times a week, Country Western on Tuesday afternoons and Friday nights, Ball Room on Thursday afternoons. Dancing has been my Friday night essence for the past 40 years. I was married to a minister for 20 years prior to that, who didn’t believe in dancing. Wouldn’t even have sex standing up because he was afraid God would think we were dancing. A little humor intended.
Twenty five of my dancing friends have come to my home for the past 43 months on the second Tuesday of every month to eat, sing, dance and act silly; the average age is 77, there are four over 90. One of the dancers is a professional pianist and every month he plays my Parlor Grand piano for us. The majority of us have danced at the same places for 35 to 40 years. We haven’t missed a month meeting at my house during those 43 months. The party starts after this ole’ grandmother of six; great-grandmother of seven, finishes standing on my head. I guess dancing keeps us young, off of the streets and out of the bars.
I am half way through Miss Annabelle’s Secrets and spend most of my spare time (when I’m not dancing) reading on it. Can’t wait to finish it. The anxiousness was overwhelming inside of me until I got my secret meetings information. Thanks for choosing me to be a member, I’m thankful (so far), and I can hardly wait because I am sure I will be more thankful as time goes by.
Bonnie B.
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