One day a women's husband died and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more. No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat,
no more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most
gets all used up and goes away . . never to return before we can say
good-bye, say "I love you."
So while we have it , It's best we love it . . . and care for it . Fix it when it's broken . . . and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage , old cars , children with bad report cards, dogs with bad
hips and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth
it, because we are worth it.
Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a classmate
we grew up with. There are just some things that make us happy, no
matter what.
Life is important, like people we know who are special . . . and so, We
keep them close!
Thank you for being such a special part of my life, Hugzzzzzzzzz and Smoooooches for ever!!!
Sparky
