Your Weekend Away

My baby spent the weekend away from me. Kept busy trying not to think about you not being here. Wrote a few things that was on my mind. Just my thoughts... 


While we are apart, let my love tuck you in with sweet dreams. Let each silver star that lights the night sky remind you of every happiness we have known and the joy that is yet to be. Tonight, know that I am thinking of you, missing the rise and fall of your easy sleep, and looking forward to the time I can simply reach out in the dark to hold you close. Tomorrow morning when you wake up, know that I will be picturing what it is like to start the day with you, I will smile, imagining your sleepy eyes and that slept on hair that I find so adorable. Tomorrow have a good day, keep me close at heart… so much in love with you... Glad the tomb is empty

The Summer of 1977

The Summer of 1977 was the Greatest Summer of My Life… I will admit it. Marriage and life’s minutia and menagerie of inconsequential issues and circumstances can sometimes confuse and frustrate me. I learned through unnecessary trial and error that it doesn’t have to be so. My marriage is my most important ministry. Earlier in our marriage we didn’t have mentors or any one that was willing to walk alongside of us. We didn’t know what we needed. The tight rope of a relationship we held onto began to pop, one strand at a time. A few of my friends have heard me say this but God suggested to, asked me, and finally told me to just let her love you. She will love you not judge you. She can help you see how much you are worth to me. She will care for you when you can’t care for yourself. She will see the light in your eyes when no one else can. She will sit on the edge of life with you until you find your way back to heaven in my arms. She won’t run from the life I have for you both. She will let you be the man that I intend you to be because she is the woman I created just for you. There was only one requirement. I had to die to self and live to learn what God had planted deep in her heart. Only then would He give me access to her soul. Just let her love you and your lives will take flight. I love you Janet. Glad the tomb is empty.