Wednesday, May. 14, 2003,Mainly I remember our younger years. He was so tall and handsome and we fell
for each other like a ton of bricks. He was different from me in background
and temperament. Having babies together over the following years ,only our oldest
daughter lived . I had 2 miscarriages . His teen kids coming to live with
us . That was hard. All the quiet loving moments together , all the "we
can make it together" moments. Some arguments- not many . Never violence.
All the love , the feeling of security I had with him. He'd always be
there for me. No matter how angry I got about anything , the love I felt
for him made me want to work it out. The look in his eyes when I came up to
him any given moment of the day.
His voice on the phone.
That deep male voice , saying the silliest things !
