53 years of marriage

Today, 53 years ago, my parents got married. I celebrate their tenacity to stay together - through thick and through think - like my moms says.

Today - I chatted with my mom and asked her to give me some of her advice. The following is from my dear mother.

"Do the best you can. Work hard at it. Work hard to keep it together. Sure you can walk out the door, but don't. Know it's the good Lord above that gives you strength.

Be good to your man. Write your feelings down can help a lot. It helps you go back at it. You don't own your husband - he doesn't own you. It's a partnership. In time of need, try to be home near your husband. Do as much as you can for him - his laundry, preparing his meals. Give a lot. Try hard to think about the good things. There is no value to mention the bad times.

Don't argue about anything - I'm here on borrowed time. Our hairs are numbered. Again, do the best you can."

I thank God for giving me the parents He did.

53 years of marriage

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a bunny rabbit in my throat

This morning - Jillian woke up with a cold coming on or some allergies. She had a "frog in her throat." When she told Miriam that she had a frog in her throat, she replied that she had a bunny rabbit in hers.

Now if that isn't a cute one.

a bunny rabbit in my throat

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a hug, a wave and a kiss and a blink and we're gone

Tonight, I had the sweet privilege of reading a "night time" story to Simon, Jillian and Miriam. After tucking Jillian in with her fuzzy, purple blanket, I told her that she could use that on the plane to Spain. She, so gently told me she might miss me. I asked her what she "might" miss. She couldn't really think of anything, so I told her what I'd miss.

I'm going to miss walking to my bedroom at night - passing hers - and seeing an empty bed. I told her I was going to miss not being able to go in her room and stroke her hair while she was asleep. Well, that started some tender tears. She jumped out of her bed, went to her princess jewelry box and selected two gifts for me - a red, plastic heart bracelet and a flower bead necklace.

Well, my heart was touched. She hugged me. I hugged her and then she said in 20 blinks she'd be gone. She said, "a hug, a wave and a kiss and a blink and I'll be gone." She also told me that this was breaking her heart.

You know, ya just don't know how much influence we have on others. I hope it's enough to be missed.

I asked Jillian what she'd miss about Poppie. She said that he jumps on the trampoline with her. Then she said she'd miss my cooking. Wow - she's noticed.

Life is hard sometimes and the next four months are the changing point for me to begin to prepare to release - again. I sure don't like it - but I will go to my point of crucifixion. I'll do it for Jesus. I just pray that I do it well.

a hug, a wave and a kiss and a blink and we're gone

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