Date Posted:Tue, February 20 2024, 20:56:47 Author: Betsy BFS Subject: QOTD for Wednesday, 2/21/23
Hello, my wonderful Lally Family,
When I do QOTD and share the absurdities and foibles of my life, I never know what I'm going to write. I just sit and my fingers take off with a mind of their own. I don't trust myself to do that yet. It's been several months since I've done QOTD, so we'll see what happens. Mostly, I want to tell you All how unbelievably wonderful you are. I'm going to post a message on Fraser's Gathering in thanks for all the support you've given me the last six months.
I'm doing QOTD for today. Maybe tomorrow. I never know when I'll come completely undone. I'll do as much as I can.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The following quote is from 'Go Tell the Bees That I Am Gone,' by Diana Gabaldon.Copyright 2021, by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.
Harriette MacIlhenny came in with her head up, jaws clenched, and chin trembling. She stopped abruptly before Jamie's table and collapsed onto her knees with a thud, followed by the other wives and half the children, spilling out into the hallway, all looking bewildered but obedient.
"We have come to beg thy mercy, Laird," she said, bowing so low that she spoke to the floor. "Not for ourselves, but for our bairns."
"Did your husbands put ye up to this?" Jamie demanded.. "Get yourselves up, for God's sake."
"No, Laird," Harriet said. She rose, slowly, but her hands were pressed so hard together that the knuckles and nails showed white. "Our husbands forbade us to come to ye; and said they would beat us if we stirred a foot out of doors. The gomerels would sacrifice us and the bairns for the sake of their pride --but... we came anyway."
This passage reminds me of several conversations I had with David. It went sort of like this: "David, what do you think about (insert almost anything you want."
"Why do you bother to ask me what I think? You're going to do just what you want anyway." "Well, yes. I am. But there was a chance you'd say something close to my plans and it would seem like we collaborated." Insert that Scottish noise Jamie, and William, make.
