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Good morning peeps…
I woke up to sunshine and 2 more inches of snow… surprised me… as it
was in the 50’s F here yesterday. Looks like it is going to be another
beautiful day today… white… icy… wet… muddy… sunny… and beautiful… lol…
Hey I made it up to the chicken house… and yes the girls gave me an egg
for Valentine’s day… and the ducks were quacking and playing in the
sunshine and snow… anyway… I made it up to the chicken house… and back to my door without doing a seat drop in the melting snow and mud… hehehehe…
Got to feeling more like myself yesterday afternoon… I mean really like
me… the woman David met and fell in love with so many years ago. Upset
again this morning… but functioning… I know there will be cycles… and
triggers that bring sadness rushing in… but yesterday afternoon gave me a
glimpse …
Truthfully though I am that person… but I am not … I
am 20 plus years older with experience and life … I am in truth
stronger than she was at that time… strength is like patience… it is not
given… it is developed… one moment one day at a time… I have known love
and true friendship… I made a commitment to my husband and I stood by
it… and he by me… these are good things… things to be thankful for…
things that I will always carry with me…
I am out of coffee
and really do not want to go into town…ugh… hmmmmm…. Did have breakfast…
egg, potato, sausage, … thinking my body was not thrilled with the
potato… ugh… need to bring in a cartload or 2 of wood today… have the
bathroom warming… gonna take a bit of a soak and get on with the day...
No it is not all sunshine and sparkles… but I am still here…. And I
have chosen to be grateful for the day… truthfully curling up in a
chair and reading a good fiction book sounds good to me… I will always
cherish… and remember the red red roses David brought me for Valentine’s
Day… yes the roses were lovely… but what was truly the gift… was and
his love and intention….
Mary E. Robbins
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Happy Valentines Day! Cherish the moments...
My wonderful Hubs used to bring me roses... I remember our first
“official” date so many years ago... with him standing on my front step
in a brown and tan sweater vest... so nervous... and this beautiful bouquet of deep red roses...
Whenever I see roses... I feel how much he loved me... and that he
still does from the other side... We got together in 1990... married
1991... still together alive through most of 2012... he crossed the veil
and we still love each other across the veil from now until I have the
release to cross over as well...
Love is a lot of different things…
Sometimes it’s the froth and fluff of romance that is portrayed in the
movies and books… but that is just the froth of it. Like the foam on a
cold glass of beer… and frankly it lasts just about as long… I admit
it… I enjoyed the froth of it. The fun of exploring a new relationship…
the surprise when someone you have known for years comes up with a bit
of fun … the froth comes and goes… comes back up again… and ebbs…
Sometimes it’s the day to day… the touch on an arm … a kind word… or silence… a meal enjoyed together… presence…
Sometimes it’s picking up the other person’s dirty laundry… or not
bitching about dishes dropped… or taking part in an activity that is the
other person’s joy and not your own…
Sometimes it’s kind… a warm safe place…
Sometimes it’s sacrifice… one’s dreams put aside to be with the other….
Sometimes it’s a simple conversation… the give and take of it… or just listening in silence …
Love is never having to say you are sorry… ok… now that is a flat out
lie… when you love and you do something crappy… and you will do
something crappy… say you are sorry… take responsibility for your
thoughts and actions… that is love too…
Love can be pure joy… sharing a moment together…
Love can be the cruelest of agony… pain beyond words… that rips and
tears through your very core… yes that is love too. When one moves on
to the other side and the other is left in this life … it is the height
of cruelty… yet it is as it is. Do I regret loving and being loved by
my husband… even knowing this… no I do not….and I love him still…
As most things in this life… Love is a choice. A decision …a commitment.
As what you do with it, is also a choice.
Today I choose to live another day…
Today I choose to love my Husband…
Today I choose to Celebrate Valentines Day…
Today I choose to give thanks for the day…
Love is a Choice… beyond the emotion… Love is a Decision…
Mary E. Robbins
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