
Time is a gift

I woke up this morning to a man singing this for his wife on Instagram.
She was a beautiful lady. A fellow Breast Cancer patient. I met her and instantly thought “How?” She had a young son, a gorgeous husband and she was beautiful inside and stunning on the out. She was strong. So young and strong. She fought so hard before she succumbed to this evil beast.This just reminded me to be grateful for every second. The world needs more Nikkis! God you taught me so much and I knew you for such a second.
Tough
Monte Criswell/Joe Leathers
She’s in the kitchen at the crack of dawn
Bacon’s on, coffee’s strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she’s a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she’ll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
We sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know, the test showed
She’d have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it’s gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough
She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
She’s a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I’ve seen her cry, I’ve seen her break
But in my eyes, she’ll always be strong
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
We all change so often that we need to just allow space for each to grow and become
To make a relationship last, we need to learn to fall in love with each new person your spouse will become.
That’s a lot of falling in love over 30 plus years. A lot of different men .
Its kind of like falling in love again and again , loving each new man at each phase.
Till death do us part are the words we chose
For better or worse, love the hell out of the hand you hold
FMS/12/29/19.
We lost a year
A whole year
COVID locked us in
So many beautiful souls lost
Who knew? A mask
Washing hands endlessly
Home deliveries
Life stopped
I think we took too much for granted
A way to make us appreciate life again
For some it worked
For some, still complaining
Some will never be happy or grateful
Sad it is…give them a mask
A smiley mask
FMS 3/17/21