~~~Hold my Hand~~~~

The other day, our dear KariAnne told a story. A story about love, and support, and the REAL meaning of love. It remended me that I have a story to tell too. I have been married to my hubby for almost 47 years now. NO ONE gave us 3 weeks. But we were in love, or what we thought was TRUE LOVE, at the time. Over these almost 47 years we have learned that REAL love is not in the dazzling moments, but the every day. Little things he does that say, "I love you", "I am HERE for you", and always will be. My Mom died in 1991, way too young...for both of us. I had taken care of her, in our house for the last 5 years. She was very ill and was admitted to the hospital so many times that one time in the cafeteria a lady asked me what department I worked in! I practically lived in that hospital. When she died my sister and I planned the funeral and I just could NOT bury her without saying something. I could not let her live her life and not have it acknowledged in some way. So I wrote a poem to read at the funeral. When the priest said I was to come up to the altar, my hubby walked beside me. He stood beside me at the podium and handed me this:<br /><br /><br />Hold my hand<br />Feel my strength<br /> Be stoic and brave<br /> DO IT FOR YOUR MOTHER<br /><br /><br /><br />THAT almost undid me but it also gave me the courage to DO IT. I was nervous, and weepy but got through my poem. We had had a rocky relationship, but I always loved her. Through it all I loved her and still do. I miss her and have many regrets about things I never said. But I realize I did the best I could. "When you know better, you do better". That is one of my favorite quotes. <br /><br /><br /><br />Love to you all,<br />Pinky

~~~Hold my Hand~~~~

The other day, our dear KariAnne told a story. A story about love, and support, and the REAL meaning of love. It remended me that I have a s...

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