Love, The complicated emotion

(I saved this quote from somewhere)

The one who loves you will never leave you because, even if  there are 100 reasons to GIVE UP, he or she will find ONE reason to hold on.

I don’t mean to belabor a subject, but as I look back over the years love and marriage seems to have been misunderstood. I remember very well knowing only one friend whose parents separated and divorced. It was traumatic for him.  Even in my youth I knew that movie stars ‘out in Hollywood’ saw divorce as common place, but it was not ‘common’ in the mill towns I lived in.

There have been many marriages that lasted ‘only for the sake of the children’, I have always thought that was sad.

(This picture was taken about 60 years ago)

This picture was ten years ago

Marriage is misunderstood because it is NOT perfect always. It takes a determination and remembering how you felt the day of the marriage, ‘This is forever’. Marriage only works when BOTH parties are willing to remember that feeling, even at different times.

Sherry’s parents and mine were married until ‘death’ separated them.

I was the baby of our family. My growing years were what I would consider picture perfect (except for the moving). My mama actually read or told us a story most nights at bed time. Daddy seemed to enjoy taking us for family car rides.  Mama knew how to comfort a kid.

On hot days in the summer nothing was more fun than for her to sit in a chair in the yard and let us run thru the water from her garden hose. At times she would catch us fully dressed, that was half the fun, having all your clothes wet too.

(Picture from the net, but I think that is Shirl nekkid!)

Of course at our house we knelt by our beds to say our prayers.  Once Shirl kept correcting me (we shared a room most of our youth), I called out to mama,”If she doesn’t quit telling me what to say I am going to knock her down.”  (I have always had a good Christian attitude!)

I will write more later, but his month (Sept 22nd) we will have been married sixty years. Sherry has given us two wonderful sons.  They haven’t always been wonderful, believe me, but they have always been ours. In those 60 years each of us could have found reason to LEAVE, but one of us has always found that “one reason to hold on!”  For which I am thankful.

When one of the boys stepped way out of bounds one of us would say, “YOUR SON blew it.”  Today, after too many mistakes, they are still OURS, and we are together.  Concerning my girl, I will always ADD, She was the prettiest girl I ever knew, and SHE STILL IS!

Nite Shipslog

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     We dated and smooched in this car. One night after dropping off our dates, Tucker and I were in this convertible when we wrecked and rolled it over and back on its wheels.  Neither one of us was hurt but we were glad the girls were home safe.