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Post by didilynn on Oct 10, 2017 23:29:44 GMT -5
It is with tears and a sad heart I pass on this message from Momtomany: "Gone ... Our family home will now live on in the giving and generous hearts it helped create." OMG I'm so sad for them, they raised all of their sons in that home, I think they lived there for 40+ years, I can't imagine what they're feeling - just like my brother who was having to shop for clothes today as he had nothing but the shirt on his back when he evacuated. I had time to pack up some things today at least before my neighborhood evacuated.....if you're reading this Lynda, please know my heart is heavy for you tonight.
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Post by lulu1265 on Oct 10, 2017 23:48:21 GMT -5
Momtomany I'm so very sorry for the loss of your home. Meeting you in Houston was a highlight for me at the QAL concert. You always so perfectly write what I feel about Adam. Sending love and light your way. I was just thinking that in a lot of ways losing a home to water is much easier than to fire. Even photos can be saved from water exposure, but not fire. My heart truly breaks for you and your family, but so thankful you are all safe.
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Post by lelemaple on Oct 10, 2017 23:50:26 GMT -5
Momtomany, I am so, so sorry. Sending prayers and love your way. I am thinking of you and please let us know if we can help in any way.
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Post by thelambertluvva on Oct 10, 2017 23:51:09 GMT -5
Momtomany, I have met you many times and always felt like you lit up the whole room (much like our Adam). I'm very sorry for your loss and will be thinking of you and your family.
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Post by SophieB on Oct 11, 2017 0:13:11 GMT -5
Momtomany......I know what it meant to you and your family and my heart truly breaks for you. You are constantly in my thoughts.
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Post by bridgeymah on Oct 11, 2017 0:38:56 GMT -5
Dear Momtomany, there's really nothing I can say except I am so very sorry.
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Post by seoulmate on Oct 11, 2017 0:59:58 GMT -5
It is with tears and a sad heart I pass on this message from Momtomany: "Gone ... Our family home will now live on in the giving and generous hearts it helped create." Momtomany, I don't know what to say except fuck it all. I am devastated for you. After all these years I still have some of your posts: "Almost 40 years ago, my husband and I spent the meager savings we had on a piece of property.
We came out, day after day, to 'tame the land' - cut down scrub oak, fight our way through weeds and ticks and nettles.
Eventually, we built a home which, for a long time, lacked flooring, a full bathroom, and an exit from the front door.
We met the neighbor across the little dirt road, who brought us watermelon and lemonade on a sweltering August day, as DH sat on an oak stump, repairing the chain saw. I looked after our little boy and our errant, mongrel dog. "-------------------------------------------------------------------------- And your post about the swing in the back yard (after your mom passed away): I have this swing outside, on the back hill that frames our bit of heaven.
It is a place of joy, or solitude, or reflection - it's where I can feel like I'm part of the wind.
My darling gave it to me; my Christmas gift many years ago. It's strung between two oaks that, themselves, struggle to make it through every year. The trees are not majestic; they're scrawny and trying to find the sky.
My swing is my favorite place. I find solace there. Peace. My grandson headed towards it when Thanksgiving became too much.
I can see it from my kitchen window. And today my swing 'swang' (is that a word?) alone in the dappled winter light. Ah - maybe it was the wind; but we've had wind before.
Gently.
I want to let you know.
The words of comfort and understanding and love are helping me. This is so new; I cannot imagine being without my mother - my creator.
I'll watch my swing. And the rays of light around it. They speak to me, in ways I never thought I would know.
I think I'll put on my boots and venture out back.
Your loving thoughts help with the first step."------------------------------------------------------------------------------ momtomany, my heart is breaking for you. I can't bear the thought of your swing being gone.
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Post by happy on Oct 11, 2017 1:10:24 GMT -5
Momtomany, I'm so sorry to hear of your loss.
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Post by sizzling63 on Oct 11, 2017 1:21:12 GMT -5
He's throwing back 7 yrs ago. I remember this well. https://www.instagram.com/p/BaFzh84Aa91 "...and everybody touched it." Lol. Only someone with Adam's wit and humor and ballz would say that. I think it is really cool that he is sharing with us his own reflections on past chapters. That's a sign of confidence to me and probably an attempt to see some reactions. I would not mind at all if he revisited the glam period from a musical perspective, but I would be okay if the spikes, the tights, the glitter, and the cod piece stayed in his costume chest I am surprised that this IG post of Adam's isn't on the front page yet. (Btw. I just noticed that Sauli liked it too)
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Post by sherriellen on Oct 11, 2017 1:30:36 GMT -5
It is with tears and a sad heart I pass on this message from Momtomany: "Gone ... Our family home will now live on in the giving and generous hearts it helped create." Momtomany, I don't know what to say except fuck it all. I am devastated for you. After all these years I still have some of your posts: "Almost 40 years ago, my husband and I spent the meager savings we had on a piece of property.
We came out, day after day, to 'tame the land' - cut down scrub oak, fight our way through weeds and ticks and nettles.
Eventually, we built a home which, for a long time, lacked flooring, a full bathroom, and an exit from the front door.
We met the neighbor across the little dirt road, who brought us watermelon and lemonade on a sweltering August day, as DH sat on an oak stump, repairing the chain saw. I looked after our little boy and our errant, mongrel dog. "-------------------------------------------------------------------------- And your post about the swing in the back yard (after your mom passed away): I have this swing outside, on the back hill that frames our bit of heaven.
It is a place of joy, or solitude, or reflection - it's where I can feel like I'm part of the wind.
My darling gave it to me; my Christmas gift many years ago. It's strung between two oaks that, themselves, struggle to make it through every year. The trees are not majestic; they're scrawny and trying to find the sky.
My swing is my favorite place. I find solace there. Peace. My grandson headed towards it when Thanksgiving became too much.
I can see it from my kitchen window. And today my swing 'swang' (is that a word?) alone in the dappled winter light. Ah - maybe it was the wind; but we've had wind before.
Gently.
I want to let you know.
The words of comfort and understanding and love are helping me. This is so new; I cannot imagine being without my mother - my creator.
I'll watch my swing. And the rays of light around it. They speak to me, in ways I never thought I would know.
I think I'll put on my boots and venture out back.
Your loving thoughts help with the first step."------------------------------------------------------------------------------ momtomany, my heart is breaking for you. I can't bear the thought of your swing being gone. Not sure how to do this....The posts of Momtomany's that Soulmate posted brought tears to my eyes. I have never personally met Momtomany but feel I know her from seeing her in so many videos at Adam's performances over the years. My heart & prayers are with her & her family as they make their way into an uncertain future. Their loved ones will see them through. This is all so heartbreaking for all those who have lost their beloved homes.
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