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My little Mommy, I miss her so!
I've been thinking about my mom a lot, because I miss her, and this kind of popped into my head.
My mom loved, and I mean like you love Lex or Clark or Spike or...you get the picture, anyway, she loved Alexander the Great--loved him! Loved Mary Renault's book, Persian Boy.
She loved Michaelangelo and thought the David was perfect if modest in some areas.
She loved Albrecht Durer's portrait of himself, the young one in the white shirt,where he looks like an angel?
She was fascinated by Ludwig II, thought he was a romantic figure.
She adored Leonardo DaVinci, who was also an angelic looking young man.
And they all share something in common, except old Albrecht, I have no idea there...
So, I'm thinking, this slashing thing--genetic?
Gee! I wish she were still with us, she'd get the biggest kick out of this. So, here I am, feeling a little nostalgic, feeling my roots as it were.
Here's to you mom, thanks for being the good influence on me that you were!
My mom loved, and I mean like you love Lex or Clark or Spike or...you get the picture, anyway, she loved Alexander the Great--loved him! Loved Mary Renault's book, Persian Boy.
She loved Michaelangelo and thought the David was perfect if modest in some areas.
She loved Albrecht Durer's portrait of himself, the young one in the white shirt,where he looks like an angel?
She was fascinated by Ludwig II, thought he was a romantic figure.
She adored Leonardo DaVinci, who was also an angelic looking young man.
And they all share something in common, except old Albrecht, I have no idea there...
So, I'm thinking, this slashing thing--genetic?
Gee! I wish she were still with us, she'd get the biggest kick out of this. So, here I am, feeling a little nostalgic, feeling my roots as it were.
Here's to you mom, thanks for being the good influence on me that you were!
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and yeah, I think maybe she would have, but I *know* she would have loved yours! And you!
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I was maybe five or six years old, and my parents were missionaries in Taiwan. Looooong story. Anyway, we lived in the church thingy, and there was a big felt board with felt characters used for Sunday School. I used to go up and tell myself stories with it, while the choir practiced downstairs. (Explaining my love of choral music and/or hymns as a background for porn? Hee)
The felt board had the silly traditional white Jesus with long shiny hair to his shoulders, and I remember thinking Jesus was so pretty with his shiny shiny hair and long robes. And I knew that Peter was beloved of Jesus, so to me it made perfect sense that Jesus would marry Peter, with all the other disciples gathered around to help celebrate with wine and cake and such.
Mom walked in right as Jesus and Peter were kissing, and she kinda freaked out. I'm not sure what would have happened if she hadn't walked in, quite possibly Jesus would have made a miracle and had a baby, since all the married people I knew of had babies. He's the son of god and stuff, so he could have a miracle baby. My first slash ever was MPREG. *dies*
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