In regards to Virgo dealing with Neptune, my husband’s son asked me if I thought things had a beginning and an end. I responded:
“No, I don’t think they have an end. Absolutely not.
I don’t see how that’s possible.
Henry existed and he died. You don’t know him…but then you learn of him so he did not end.
I am reading books, hundreds of years old…and writing about them on my blog – they did not end.
You and I sit in a room and have a conversation. Then you go back home and think about that conversation or I do. So the conversation has not ended.
Also, my relationship with you began before the beginning.
Your dad wanted me to have this son, X. You were already named, before you were conceived.
I heard of you when you had been conceived, but were not yet born.
I was asked to talk to you (someday) long before I did.
Everything is like this…”
What do you think?
Did I meet my stepson when I met him…or when I met his father?
Was it when I emailed him?
Was it when I heard his mother was pregnant with him?
An by the way, I’m pretty sure I am still a bartender, working on the Elsa blog, and I’m clearly not finished with men + trucks.
Does anything ever end?