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Never Say Never . . . Heaven Can Happen To YOU!


I catch myself admiring my new wedding ring set – in disbelief I’ve found a man worthy of my devotion.

I watch him sleep – pure rest. no stress. for almost 60, he looks good – handsome in a rugged way. A Tommy Lee Jones way.

We’ve been married for a month in two more days. Every day is full of affection, smiles, humor, kindness, and happiness.

He is planning travels for us. Hawaii, The East Coast, Florida beaches, Italy – wherever the urge and a military plane takes us!

He loves my cats – truly loves cats. Not “tolerates” and not “fakes it.” It’s a fantastic plus in our relationship.

We like each other’s family members. Some more than others, of course. ;)

We have many friends and do much with them. Dancing, dining, bingo nights, parties, cookouts, and fundraisers.

My love has MS and battles many physical challenges daily. I massage his painful muscles with coconut oil until I see his face relax, and he is all but pain free . . . and can finally sleep. This gives me great satisfaction to be able to help him this way.

His family doesn’t keep in touch, and it hurts him. He has much love to give. Some family members use him like a bank. Others ignore him all together, and this is a man like no other I’ve ever met. Impeccable character and would give his last meal to someone in need.

I watch him as he plays games mindlessly on his iPad. How his fingers move gracefully across the screen. The way his glasses rest on the lower end of his nose. I love that man.

He served as an Air Force Tech Sargent until retirement – full – with full disability, as well. He worked hard and served eagerly. He loves his country and helps veterans at the local American Legion in a leadership position.

I love to hear his military stories. His passion for what he did and for those who learned under his leadership.

I find true peace in my life since being with my new husband. I haven’t had that in a long time. We have much in common. He shares everything he has, and I do, as well. We hide nothing from each other. It’s refreshing and rewarding.

We agreed to devote ourselves to making each other happy and comfortable every day of our lives from now on. What a way to live. I am “retired” at age 51 so I can be with him and enjoy our time together while we’re both still healthy and able to go places and do things. I’d say I’m blessed indeed.

I’ve had two incredible husbands in my life. How many women can say that? They were very different but both have been wonderful in their own ways. Yes, I am indeed blessed.

Thank you, God.

I now lay my head on a soft pillow and listen to Nat King Cole while I drift off. Husband sleeps next to me, cuddling several pillows and looking peaceful. Never did I see myself happy again or in love again. Never did I see myself financially secure again or in a real “home” again.

Never say never . . .

Postpone or Back Peddle?

Postpone or back peddle? That is my dilemma. I’ve missed two days of school this week (in my accelerated degree program, that is a lot) and am behind in already-difficult classes (chemistry, anatomy, restorative art, management, ethics, embalming). I’m having to change the dosage of my new antidepressant, so my mind is shot, and my body is extremely fatigued. Got up this morning, after new dosage of Prozac, and have been “to the bathroom” several times. Fought mild nausea and diarrhea. Yesterday, I just stayed in bed and cried or slept.

It’s a crappy way to live, but it could be much worse.

I had to inquire of the school’s admissions office about when these classes are offered again and about how much of my tuition I’d have returned if I couldn’t “do” this quarter. I’m waiting to hear back from her.

I can hardly believe I’m having to face this. I’ve waited since 1992 to go to this school.

I keep my head up (even if my eyes are turned downward). I have to. There is no other choice. It’s survival.

Now, I wait, I guess. I see how I feel, what my school tells me, and then I face the decision to postpone these classes or back peddle later to try to make the grade this quarter – somehow.

I’m sick of hearing myself. Honestly, I don’t know why my friends, family, and boyfriend are still hanging around me. Grrrrr!

I wish you all a wonderful day. I know mine is out there waiting to happen. Timing is a b!t*h sometimes, though.