I know what hell is too, any place my brother is.
It can go both ways, Aunty.
Neither did he….
It sounds like my second marriage.
Reminds me of the little old lady, saying good bye to their beloved but fiery pastor, who was leaving. She said “We’ll miss you, we never knew what sin was, until you got here”
Look in the mirror.
Mine did, too, but for me it is Heaven. My man is a Saint when I least expect him to be. Thanks, Love : )
If you don’t know what hell is, you haven’t heard the church choir.
I found out what true HELL was when my wife died in March.
My ex-wife’s mother and grandmother were evangelical fundamentalists. The grandmother thought I was going to hell because I was left-handed. “That’s a sign of Satan.” I was so tempted to tell her where on her precious granddaughter’s body that left hand had been just hours before.
And vice-versa, Aunty.
She the prize in the second lash up.