#family retreat

[toyastales]

The bold choice of the color green is the focal point of this space.

[tinyshe]

Wasting Your Life - Venerable Fulton Sheen

CatholicClips Family Retreat (11 of 12)

[theyeartochange]

Rustic Bedroom Boston

Ideas for a sizable, rustic master bedroom renovation with a dark wood floor

[planetbabel]

Bathroom - Rustic Bathroom a medium-sized master bathroom with a dark wood floor and white walls in the mountain style.

[bishopillustration]

An illustration of a medium-sized, gray, two-story, wood exterior home design Example of a mid-sized mountain style gray two-story wood exterior home design

[klllerwithin]

Basement Milwaukee Large beach style walk-out porcelain tile, beige floor and tray ceiling basement game room photo with beige walls, a standard fireplace and a stone fireplace

[flavorsims]

Rustic Bedroom Boston Ideas for a sizable, rustic master bedroom renovation with a dark wood floor

[charlunday]

it's okay to be sad. 💛

[jamethinks]

Loid and Yor going on a couples retreat with Camila and Dominic so they have to pretend the entire time to be in love meanwhile Nightfall is sabotaging monitoring the event for WISE. And back home Anya was left in the care of Sylvia and Yuri which just causes an even bigger mess.

[uncanny-tranny]

I think what might actually help the families of trans loved ones is to actually engage with where the trans person is at - especially if the family isn't quite understanding yet. When I came out, I was completely alone in figuring out my manhood. I had peers and I had exposed myself to so many trans people who explored gender, and while it was amazing, it isn't quite the same at times. I grieve quietly, sometimes, about all the missed opportunities that might have just made it easier for my family to have seen how utterly happy I was. It took them a very long time to actually notice that I was happy, especially once I got on testosterone. I'm lucky that they saw that happiness eventually, and slowly accepted it. My manhood is completely detached from their influence, both to my relief and chagrin. It's sad to me that I learned to shave from a kind online stranger, somebody who didn't even have a father and yet, I do. I have a father. I grieve at the loss of a potential shared experience. I grieve about the pain I went through when I was in that stage of transition, especially because it was raw and vulnerable. I grieve that many trans people today are traversing the path I had to, because it's sometimes lonely (even when you do have other forms of support).

It's hard to know that I will never have gotten my sense of being from my family. In many ways, it has severed a lot of connection with them because there were so many times that I was begging them to see happiness when they were focused on the idea that I was almost in a state of purgatory - flesh which felt warm but held no familiarity to them. I don't harbor ill-will toward them, I hope I don't leave the impression that I despise them. I understand what they felt, even if I can't conceptualize it myself. However, it's a raw wound in my heart, and I don't want to leave anybody else feeling that way, either.

[borgialucrezia]

"One thing that I've always said about Juan is that every action that he does is heartfelt and genuine. When it was the war against the French, he was there and he was going to go to war, even though he knew he was going to die. He saw them getting ripped apart, but he was there and he was going to do it. I believe if Lucrezia hadn't come over, he would have led all his troops into death. I don't think there's anything that he's done which was through general cowardice. In terms of his survival, he died how he lived, and that's laudable, in itself." — David Oakes.

[josefavomjaaga]

Ida meets Ney in Russia

I dimly remember that somebody (Cadmus?) mentioned they wanted to read more from Ida. So here’s a brief snippet of Ida – for once – getting in trouble with her hero, of Ney scolding her and … being jealous of Eugène?

The meeting takes place somewhen in late 1812 or early 1813, as much as it’s possible to tell from Ida’s chronological rollercoaster ride. In any case, after or at the end of the Russian retreat. Because of course Ida had joined the Russian campaign as well.

And not only she. If any tumblerinas here plan on learning how to time travel and want to go back to see the Grande Armée march towards Moscow, they don’t need to worry about incognitos. Most likely they would barely be noticed, as apparently there were wagonloads of groupies following their heroes around.

Okay: four. But that’s only those ladies Ida travelled with. Plus, two of them died on the way back.

Ida was particularly fond of a Polish-Lithuanian girl named Nidia, as madly in love with general Montbrun as Ida was in love with Ney. Not that either of the two got to see their idol much during the march. As a matter of fact, the first thing Nidia learned before entering Moscow was that Montbrun had been killed at the battle of Borodino. Other than that, Ida claims to have had a bad feeling about this city from the start:

As we entered Moscow, occupied at last by our troops, this immense city seemed to us like a vast tomb; its empty streets, deserted buildings and solemnity of destruction were heartbreaking. Despite the pomp of victory, I felt struck by I don't know what new kind of melancholy when I saw it; the flags seemed to me gloomy and almost surrounded by funeral crêpes and black forebodings. We were staying in Rue Saint-Pétersbourg, near the Miomonoff palace, which was soon occupied by Prince Eugène. The sight of this young hero and the cheers of the soldiers, who adored him, gave us back all the illusions of victory.

Okay, so I just added this because it’s so rare to see Eugène receive some praise. (I should also mention that the adored young hero was growing bald at an alarming rate and that his bad teeth were killing him.)

As a matter of fact, Ida claims that Nidia was especially interested in Eugène because he was rumoured to maybe become king of Poland (yes, another candidate). These rumours did really exist, Eugène mentions them in a letter to his wife before the campaign started. (And he also makes it pretty clear that these are just rumours and that he has not the slightest ambition to stay in this country. He may have used different vocabulary than Lannes but he didn’t like the region any better.)

The following night, Ida and Nidia wake up to a burning Moscow and are saved by soldiers of 4th corps. On the retreat, they seem to have followed headquarters as closely as possible, which was their safest bet to stay alive (because where the emperor is, there’s food and firewood and a resemblance of order) but still witness horrible tragedies. After the crossing of the Berezina, they apparently followed the remnants of Eugène’s 4th corps to Marienwerder, before Nidia says goodbye and goes back to defending Poland.

But before, on the way, at Valutina (?), Ida finally sees Ney again

At this point, after the retreat, Ida at least starts to question her decision to follow the Grande Armée around. Or something like that.

I have just recounted my fatigue, my difficulties and my perils in a war beyond human endurance, because of the new aspects it seemed to give to destruction and death. A powerful feeling made me undertake everything and endure everything. Why was I going to face the hazards of a campaign? Why was I going to expose the weakness of a woman to the rigours of a climate of iron? In order to obtain yet another glance from the one whose smile had always paid me for my military errands. This look was always like a world offered to my hopes; the dream alone of this reward had made possible all the impossibilities of time, distance, sex and fortune. My life was thus burnt for a few hours, still uncertain. I was giving up everything for a moment in space. Alas! this time, how I was going to regret this moment that had cost me so much to conquer! I had just gambled my existence for a flash of happiness, and this flash, the quickest of my life, became the cruelest.

I had to spend three fatal hours in a miserable shack on the outskirts of Volutina. My dress was so horrible that it was a real disguise. In a person dressed like that, one could hardly suspect a woman. Ney, however, only had to look my way to recognise me. To have been seen was enough to have been discovered. I was about to rush to the front of this first happiness; I was about to testify to the soul of my life how proud I was of this divination of friendship, of this perspicacity of memory, when words of an energy which was far from that of the feeling of which I was possessed, intimated to me the order of the most positive dismissal: "What are you doing here? What do you want? Go away quickly." With this address and a few short, curt rebukes about my reckless rage and my fury at following him everywhere, I only had the strength to reply: "It is a rage, indeed, but it is not at least the rage of pleasure or vanity," pointing to my coarse clothes and my face burnt by the sun and faded by fatigue. He took no notice of either the harangue or the costume. He was off and running. His displeasure at seeing me there was so great; he let it out so vividly that I thought he was going to push me back to the opposite bank of the Dniéper in his anger. Stunned by the reception, struck by lightning, I remained motionless for more than an hour, staring at him, thinking I saw him; he had disappeared without paying any more attention to me or worrying about me.

From which we can deduct that Ney was not a reader of Jane Austen novels. Otherwise he would have known that whenever you have behaved in a way that made a woman fall in love with you that’s f-ing your fault, monsieur!

In 1813, when I recalled to Marshal Ney this scene of such violent fury, followed by such cruel silence and abandonment, he told me that he had been so mortally frightened by the extravagance which had pushed me into the midst of so many perils and the licentiousness of an army, that he had even been tempted to beat me. Truth requires me to admit that the temptation had been so strong that he had, I believe, yielded to it a little; it was without his knowing it, for the great passions know neither all they want nor all they do. Anger is therefore still love, since it is as blind as fury.

Girl, get help. Seriously.

When we crossed the Dniéper at Serokodia, I could have had another word with him. A new laurel had just hidden his wrongs and healed my wound. I could have, I wanted to say to him: You have just added to your immortal glory here; you alone have just saved Frenchmen lost in deserts of ice; I would have liked to express to him what all parties repeat today, what posterity will proclaim on the ashes of the brave... But I stuck to the joy of hearing the distant cheers. There was then a little fear in my delirium for him, and I almost have the idea that I idolised him even more by fearing him in that way…

Did I mention the thing about getting help?

Yes, even the reproach was appreciated by my heart, and still seemed to me a tender interest. I found I don't know what pleasure in hearing myself scolded later for my association with Nidia, my marches and counter-marches with the Viceroy's troops. No matter how many times I told the Marshal that Eugène's protection had been focused exclusively on the young Lithuanian girl, and that I had slipped unnoticed into this benevolence, he took it into his head to believe nothing of these sincere protestations. To make him reconsider such a strongly conceived idea would have meant exposing myself to a repeat of the Dniéper order and military correction. I had no intention of trying the same pleasure twice. Finally, he saw the evidence of my attachment, and he found the generosity to prove this belated but strong conviction to me [...]

By calling her his brother-in-arms, by the way. And this, I believe, really meant a lot to Ida.

[dazeddoodles]

An Au I might plan on doing something with later on. Human Au where Eda and Raine meet at a religous music camp.

(This idea came from me joking about Terra Snapdragon being that woman at a 90's Catholic music summer camp who gets suspicious at the two girls who become VERY close. Except in this case it's a girl and an nb)

After getting caught doing one too many pranks at school. Eda is given the option of either suspension or being forced to spend that summer at a religous camp to "learn moral values" (but it's basically to punish her). While there she meets Raine who has been coming to this camp every year.

Because Eda and Raine would have been teenagers in the 90's. Raine has been lying and saying they're a girl for safety reasons, and therefore sleeps in the girls cabin with Eda. (You can INTERPRET Raine as bring AFAB in this Au. But either way they're still lying about being a girl since they identify as nonbinary.)

Eda and Raine end up sleeping in the beds next to each other. Because Raine has been coming there every year, they know how to sneak in snacks and offers Eda juice. They recognize that Eda is a rulebreaker and therefore not a snitch.

Because of this, once they quickly become friends, Raine let's Eda in on their secret that they are actually nonbinary. Meaning that they are neither girl nor boy. This is the first time Eda has heard that term (again 90's) but still understands and agrees to keep their secret.

Terra is the homophobic camp counselor as well as the chaperone for Raine and Eda's specific cabin, and is awfully suspicious as why these two "girls" are so close with each other.

She had always been had her eye on, and was suspicious of Raine because she thought they "looked like a lesbian". (They were a "girl" with a "boy's haircut" and "dressed like a boy".) And is even more so now that they're constantly hanging out with the new girl, when previous years they kept to themselves.

Eda overhears Terra tell this to another counsler and brings it up to Raine to make fun of Terra for making assumptions about people. Only for Raine to confirm that do actually like girls.

That night Eda realizes that she might have a crush on Raine. And contemplates if that means she's gay, since before now she's only had crushes on boys.

Eda does think Raine is SO cool. For one thing, they know they're nonbinary, they know they're gay, and are confident with that. While Eda herself is struggling to accept that she's bi.

Meanwhile Raine thinks Eda is so cool because she's a rulebreaker, in more ways than one in the specific scenario, that doesn't care what others think about her. But in reality they're BOTH afraid of being found out.

Eda is more so afraid because she has to come to terms that she IS gay and everyone else knowing too. While Raine is more afraid because of the consequences that come from not only being gay but trans as well. If anything, they're more afraid than Eda, since they're under more suspicion than her.

Over the summer both Eda and Raine come to accept they have feelings for each other. And on the last day of camp they both have their first kiss in secret in one of the girls bathroom stalls, thinking they would never see each other again. Only for them to end up going to the same highschool...

[victoriaplaysims]

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