Tomorrow is the 6th anniversary of my marriage to Kathy. For some reason this year is worse than last. Maybe I was still numb last year, who knows. I am blessed to have friends and family that have helped make theweek a little better. I don't know what I would have done if God didn't give me such great people to surround me at times like these.
Those of you who never got to meet Kathy, I am sorry you missed out. She was really one of a kind. She had the sweetest, kindest heart I have ever seen. But on the fill side she had a temper like no one else. She really did love people, especially her family. She was a hard worker too. If she was working on something it was going to get done, period. It may take her until all hours of the night to do it, but it got done. It also had to be done her way, otherwise it might not be done right. The day before she died she was at her office until 8 pm. She didn't want to leave her coworkers with to much work to do during her pregnancy leave. She was in charge of our house too. Bills, insurance, schedules, all hers. I would get a list of chores to do on my off days and she knew that I would do them. I was glad to do them. ( I know this is just a bunch of rambling thoughts, so I understand if you stopped reading a long time ago. I just have to get it down.)I loved the way she would do anything for anyone without complaining ( to them). I miss her wanting to talk at 11pm while I tried to sleep or her need to be held so she could fall asleep. She really did love me and I still love her. That is one thing I miss the most, showing her how much I loved her. I did my best to make her feel like a princess. She knew whatever she wanted she got, most of the time. Every holiday I always got her two cards, one she could open around others and one that was a more private type of card. (Those of you who don't understand that last statement, just ask your parents to explain it to you later.) Valentine's day and our anniversary were my two favorite holidays because it gave me an excuses to go overboard on stuff for Kathy. Now those two days are the hardest to deal with. I hope that those of you who are still reading this very have to feel this way. I know that God has me going through this for a reason, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt. I heard a song the other day that had three words that summed it up for me. "Broken but singing".
So those of you who are still reading, get a Kleenex, wipe your eye, and go love. Love with all you are. Love until you know without a shadow of a doubt that the people you love know how much. Life sometimes gives you second chances, but sometimes it doesn't. Don't waste them on the things that are meaningless. Only three things last forever, Faith, Hope, and Love. Go give someone something that will last forever!
Those of you who never got to meet Kathy, I am sorry you missed out. She was really one of a kind. She had the sweetest, kindest heart I have ever seen. But on the fill side she had a temper like no one else. She really did love people, especially her family. She was a hard worker too. If she was working on something it was going to get done, period. It may take her until all hours of the night to do it, but it got done. It also had to be done her way, otherwise it might not be done right. The day before she died she was at her office until 8 pm. She didn't want to leave her coworkers with to much work to do during her pregnancy leave. She was in charge of our house too. Bills, insurance, schedules, all hers. I would get a list of chores to do on my off days and she knew that I would do them. I was glad to do them. ( I know this is just a bunch of rambling thoughts, so I understand if you stopped reading a long time ago. I just have to get it down.)I loved the way she would do anything for anyone without complaining ( to them). I miss her wanting to talk at 11pm while I tried to sleep or her need to be held so she could fall asleep. She really did love me and I still love her. That is one thing I miss the most, showing her how much I loved her. I did my best to make her feel like a princess. She knew whatever she wanted she got, most of the time. Every holiday I always got her two cards, one she could open around others and one that was a more private type of card. (Those of you who don't understand that last statement, just ask your parents to explain it to you later.) Valentine's day and our anniversary were my two favorite holidays because it gave me an excuses to go overboard on stuff for Kathy. Now those two days are the hardest to deal with. I hope that those of you who are still reading this very have to feel this way. I know that God has me going through this for a reason, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt. I heard a song the other day that had three words that summed it up for me. "Broken but singing".
So those of you who are still reading, get a Kleenex, wipe your eye, and go love. Love with all you are. Love until you know without a shadow of a doubt that the people you love know how much. Life sometimes gives you second chances, but sometimes it doesn't. Don't waste them on the things that are meaningless. Only three things last forever, Faith, Hope, and Love. Go give someone something that will last forever!
