orangeblossom
02-24-2009, 08:23 PM
I posted this because I thought it was an interesting note.
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When it comes to Lebanese ppl, we have tons of passion.
I met my husband and in two weeks married, 15 years later, still gng on.
We were both to marry others, and left them (ran off)...making it to different parts of USA. Evetually our parent agreed to our marriage.
It is not silly to hear other Lebanese falling in love...that certain story..and making it for years as a couple. In a way, I hope my children run off...to find that 'certain' love. Am I wrong? But, then I hope it is conventional.
now play this & read (put it in background {------} means pause): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6UF1HKZIGs&feature=related
The question is...with all WE have been through, are we to die with passion? Which I believe is to be the greatest heartbreak. And are we to reunite?
Are we to be together in eternity...or be alone, adrift? Or non-exist?
Is passion a crime, as writers insist? Or, a gift?
Do we pay for passion, or is it an award?
Do we forgive everything, from those who hate our union? DO we love the seasons and our love for it?
To the end of time.
I can tell you this....I believe true love, soul mates exist. I dreamed of my husband since I was 15. I knew who I was to marry, from stars out of my window. He was looking at the same stars, from the Beirut beach I was, from the East, as I was from the West, in MIddle America.
Come what may....and he was a beaten up man.
He came from war....I was brought to usa before the heaviness of it.----------
And he was good. He was good. With nightmares...he overcame them, with me holding him in bed, night after night on nightmares. (forgive everything....it was war).
He came and stated...(I was FORGIVE EVERYTHING!). He was COME what may! He took 3 mintues and fell in love with me. 10 minutes of talk. He met my eyes, and saw, I was his.
I love you....til the end of time.
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As for him...I was woman. He fell for me. HIS VOICE! He loved me, for all my faults, and I loved him! For my womanly lies, and trickeries, and homemaking skills, and business ways......he loved me...and he left me to be - even thought he knew how I argued! Come what may, I learned.....I REALLLY LEARNED! WHAT LOVE WAS ABOUT! I SAW this manely love for a woman. HE sang it like the song of Soloman! He really LOVES ME! PLZ POST THIS...BECUASE FROM HIS POINT...he will never know..my love. AND I REALLY HAVE...... Until! MEN can't post their affection!...and, he is a man, with a soul that stands tough...but soft in love. That is all he can SAY...but, his words are love! He will love me, come what may.......... And he shows it, even in love. COME what may...he loves me......
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envy. (MOTHER-IN-LAW....just joking, but in our case, true!) SHe hated him. SHe wanted him out of our lives, and tired decpetion, taking the kids, etc. My DAD left her. He wanted life! SHe tried money...etc. SHe is useless. WOmen gossip, and being together as soon as we did! My own sister hated it.
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Freedom to choose your love.
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(Us Together!) Decades to live with the one you love. ANd you have no clue how fast it goes. You can't pay for time. Friends even protect what they don't have. Because you are the lucky one. ANd even one parent will sell their whole life for your happiness. THey will celebrate what love they missed on, and YOUR Generations that you give, have a chance of never having it, because only certain in yoru family saw passion, and at least one of your kids will not share it!
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And, that is short life. THe one you love, dies. My father-in-law, was there on the death of his true love, Laurice (out of 3 kids we got lucky). They hated the union, and her own father caught them eloping with a gun up Goerge's butt, as they climbed down a latter.
She was recorded dead at 8:30am. Hospital opened at 9am for visitors. He was called in and told she died. He walked into the room, and the beeps went off again. She awoke, and said, 'I love you.' Then went silent.
She died officially on recorded after that. He lives alone to this day, waiting to be reunited. Our passion will pay the same...I believe.
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ANd now you know, lebanese love. That is if you read, and played the song right, ON a GOOD NIGHT!.....See you at the nearest Cafe!
ANd by the way...all is true above. I wish even my kids, my jewish friends & all real love. But, there are those who are simply 'content.'
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When it comes to Lebanese ppl, we have tons of passion.
I met my husband and in two weeks married, 15 years later, still gng on.
We were both to marry others, and left them (ran off)...making it to different parts of USA. Evetually our parent agreed to our marriage.
It is not silly to hear other Lebanese falling in love...that certain story..and making it for years as a couple. In a way, I hope my children run off...to find that 'certain' love. Am I wrong? But, then I hope it is conventional.
now play this & read (put it in background {------} means pause): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6UF1HKZIGs&feature=related
The question is...with all WE have been through, are we to die with passion? Which I believe is to be the greatest heartbreak. And are we to reunite?
Are we to be together in eternity...or be alone, adrift? Or non-exist?
Is passion a crime, as writers insist? Or, a gift?
Do we pay for passion, or is it an award?
Do we forgive everything, from those who hate our union? DO we love the seasons and our love for it?
To the end of time.
I can tell you this....I believe true love, soul mates exist. I dreamed of my husband since I was 15. I knew who I was to marry, from stars out of my window. He was looking at the same stars, from the Beirut beach I was, from the East, as I was from the West, in MIddle America.
Come what may....and he was a beaten up man.
He came from war....I was brought to usa before the heaviness of it.----------
And he was good. He was good. With nightmares...he overcame them, with me holding him in bed, night after night on nightmares. (forgive everything....it was war).
He came and stated...(I was FORGIVE EVERYTHING!). He was COME what may! He took 3 mintues and fell in love with me. 10 minutes of talk. He met my eyes, and saw, I was his.
I love you....til the end of time.
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As for him...I was woman. He fell for me. HIS VOICE! He loved me, for all my faults, and I loved him! For my womanly lies, and trickeries, and homemaking skills, and business ways......he loved me...and he left me to be - even thought he knew how I argued! Come what may, I learned.....I REALLLY LEARNED! WHAT LOVE WAS ABOUT! I SAW this manely love for a woman. HE sang it like the song of Soloman! He really LOVES ME! PLZ POST THIS...BECUASE FROM HIS POINT...he will never know..my love. AND I REALLY HAVE...... Until! MEN can't post their affection!...and, he is a man, with a soul that stands tough...but soft in love. That is all he can SAY...but, his words are love! He will love me, come what may.......... And he shows it, even in love. COME what may...he loves me......
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envy. (MOTHER-IN-LAW....just joking, but in our case, true!) SHe hated him. SHe wanted him out of our lives, and tired decpetion, taking the kids, etc. My DAD left her. He wanted life! SHe tried money...etc. SHe is useless. WOmen gossip, and being together as soon as we did! My own sister hated it.
--------------------------------------------------
Freedom to choose your love.
--------------------------------------------------
(Us Together!) Decades to live with the one you love. ANd you have no clue how fast it goes. You can't pay for time. Friends even protect what they don't have. Because you are the lucky one. ANd even one parent will sell their whole life for your happiness. THey will celebrate what love they missed on, and YOUR Generations that you give, have a chance of never having it, because only certain in yoru family saw passion, and at least one of your kids will not share it!
--------------------------------------------------
And, that is short life. THe one you love, dies. My father-in-law, was there on the death of his true love, Laurice (out of 3 kids we got lucky). They hated the union, and her own father caught them eloping with a gun up Goerge's butt, as they climbed down a latter.
She was recorded dead at 8:30am. Hospital opened at 9am for visitors. He was called in and told she died. He walked into the room, and the beeps went off again. She awoke, and said, 'I love you.' Then went silent.
She died officially on recorded after that. He lives alone to this day, waiting to be reunited. Our passion will pay the same...I believe.
------------------------------------------------
ANd now you know, lebanese love. That is if you read, and played the song right, ON a GOOD NIGHT!.....See you at the nearest Cafe!
ANd by the way...all is true above. I wish even my kids, my jewish friends & all real love. But, there are those who are simply 'content.'