My thoughts

It is kind of interesting to do this writing each day. Makes me think about so many things. Makes me realize how far I have gotten into this computer knowledge. Ha Ha. Did I say "knowledge"???? I don't really consider myself that far yet.
I have learned so much but I am so behind everyone else in my family that it is not even funny...well, maybe it is funny.
I remember the first time my son came down and tried to teach me to use the computer.
What a laugh! I could not even get the right "speed" up to hit the mouse. We still laugh about that. So many good memories. So much fun to learn new things. Exasperating some time but wonderful when it is finally part of my accomplishments.
Now here I am...blogging...what a funny word. Guess when you write your thoughts down in a book, it is journaling, but on a computer, it is a blog. And that is what it is...a blog....a blob (wonder why they didn't name it that...would have been too "uncomputer" language, I guess. But I have always enjoyed journaling and so I am really into this blogging. Thanks to my son for teaching me this.
Went walking with my friend yesterday and met up with another friend who had just moved into a new retirement center. It is beautiful and has a wonderful walking area, etc. but much more expensive than the place I will be part of one day. Actually, I am signing the papers this week to buy a townhome that is part of the new complex that I am considering moving into one day....and leaving this home here.
That will be difficult. My husband bought it for me. That was the first time the house was actually in my name from the beginning. What a gift! And, although, he was not here as long as we thought he would be, there are lots of memories in such a short time.
He was something! Such a strong Christian! Funny that I should always use that word as the first description every time I talk about him, but that is the first thing that comes to mind when I mention his name. Isn't that wonderful? I want to be remembered that way too, but it is something you earn and is not given to you out of respect and love.
He loved to hike. He wanted to do the A. P. Trail...and he did lots of it...but he never wanted to stay gone very long. He said he always missed me too much. He would call me every night from whatever sleeping hostel he was in and describe the area to me. One time he called and he said it was called Blueberry Hill. He thought I would love it. He stayed there for $10, and ate all the pancakes he could eat, got his clothes washed for free, and slept in the bunkbed in the hostel. He said on the phone....You would love this. Even as I speak, there are the cutest little mice with the biggest ears...like in Tom and Jerry...running all over my boots. Oh, yeah...SURE I would love it. ha ha
I guess, no, I know, that this time every year, my thoughts go to him. Sixth anniversary of his being in heaven. Six years...seems like forever. And yet, it seems like yesterday when I last saw him...doing his projects...always hurriedly and always wanting
it done yesterday, walking with him on the trails...when he could talk me into it, taking long walks in the neighborhood, sharing our '''career" talks...we worked together the last ten years and it was the most wonderful job I ever had and I was there with him....what a thrill that was.
We were just so much a part of each other. We were always together. When he had to go on an outing with his company and I could not go because wives did not go, he stayed home if he could.
He was truly a gift to me from God. I would not have had sense enough to pick him out. He taught me so much, eventho he was younger than me. I would not be who I am today if we had not married. I praise the Lord for his giving my husband to me. And I thank the Lord for all the years we had together, for my wonderful family, and for my husband's wonderful mom and day (for they are the parents I never had and needed...isn't it so true that God supplies all your needs...and He knew I needed parents to guide me and love me) and for his brother and sisters....we still are family and closer than ever. I praise Him for that.
It seems that this is a sad, kind of, blog, but it is so good to share my feelings about the love and closeness my husband had....and contiue to have....even though he is gone. I have him so tight in my heart, that he will always be there for me to love and remember.
Hold your loved ones close. Praise the Lord for them every minute of every day.