Please dear God

I hope I NEVER have to see my children or grand childrens death....I wanna go first....I hope I don't have to see my husband die either! Not that death scares me...as a matter of fact, the sooner the better as far as I am concerned, but having my heart broken here on earth is a worse death than any physical death I can think of! This old ticker of mine is a little hypersensitive and the mental and emotional anguishes are SOOOOOOOO much more painful...at least this has been my own experience. There you have it. I am a mental and emotional baby. I admit it. And so be it amen.

Hope

Something I hope to do in my life.....well, there are too many things to even begin to think! I want to be the best grandma EVER, I want to have the best marriage EVER....I want to draw pictures without second guessing myself....I want to have self confidence....I want to see, hear, touch and smell EVERYTHING that comes my way....I want to live long enough to do these things, but not too long so as to be a burden...I want to help people like others have helped me....I want to visit Malta, Italy, Sicily, Spain, England and Iceland....Is this too much?!!! I have lived over half of my alotted time here on this earth, and have wasted way the heck too much of it! I want to live every day to its very fullest and enjoy every minute. I want to learn so much! And there is so much I wish I had learned at a younger age....it would have made these latter years more palatable. Live and learn....Carpe Dieum....Here and Now.

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Okay...I started this thing and by golly, I am determined to finish it.....someday. #4....I have to LIVE forgiveness with my husband every day....I say LIVE forgiveness, because when the person who is suppose to love you the most, hurts you the most, it must be lived and not a one time thing. When trust is gone, forgiveness must be lived in the now. It is never ending. It goes forward and does not stop. We have been married for 38 years, but have only truly loved each other in a healthy way for a mere year and a half. A hell of a ride, and a living forgiveness was a must during our separation. So...my final answer....Rick!