Name' sake

Sweet Ginger​(sub female){⚓ } - Is your birthday coming up? If so, Wishing you a happy soon to be 40th. 🎂

Jack in the box -
Such a sweet girl, thank you Ms Ginger 😘
I have an idea - you and me and hot wax from my many candles, whatchya say?

Bunnie - This is just my personal opinion… men are at their absolute finest at 60 onwards. I know it’s a journey for all of us to reach that point where we can accept where we are in life, and that varies for everyone, but as someone who has always dated older men, and who has a weird brain that recognises “patterns,” I see such a beauty in men when they seem to reach this place in life. So much inner turmoil has been fought… and won. A “coming into your own,” one could say. Happy birthday, Jack! And sending big hugs 🤗

Jack in the box -
555-5555 🙂

Ms Bunny, always such a gracious soul, thank you - truly 💖 🌹
Sometimes I wonder if ive reached the end, and sometimes still hold hope.
Ive seen a great deal and been through a great deal, and I believe moving forward I know what not to do - at least I hope so

HeyLittleOne​(sub female) - "...There are two bodies — the rudimental and the complete; corresponding with the two conditions of the worm and the butterfly. What we call “death,” is but the painful metamorphosis. Our present incarnation is progressive, preparatory, temporary. Our future is perfected, ultimate, immortal. The ultimate life is the full design.

...All things are either good or bad by comparison... pleasure, in all cases, is but the contrast of pain... To be happy at any one point we must have suffered at the same. Never to suffer would have been never to have been blessed. But it has been shown that, in the inorganic life, pain cannot be thus the necessity for the organic. The pain of the primitive life of Earth, is the sole basis of the bliss of the ultimate life in Heaven."

There is balance in all things. Regrets that you face now have been or will be blessings of equal proportion.

Though we all face our graves from the moment we're born, it is what we leave behind that matters in the end. A memory, an epic love, a child, a sculpture, a picture, a friend, a story - they are all pieces that we leave behind that hold our legacy and pass on our memory. We are never truly gone, as we live on in so many things. The end of our life is not truly the end - a road to nowhere is simply the path to a place not yet discovered.

You have created a legacy in so many ways, Mr. Jack, and that's not even including all of us here. You are loved by many and cherished by more, and that alone makes a life well lived ♡

Jack in the box -
Im truly speechless 🙏😔
Wow, just wow!
Tears ~
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