
however, this man who is holding me in his arms. picked up our deceased Blue. he bought a tupperware container large enough to hold him. he put Blue’s bed at the bottom. he covered him with a soft warm blanket my mother had given to me years ago, with her blessing. He drove 45 minutes to the family lake. lots of physical work for both him & his father. the tractor tire came undone & needed repairing. my father-in-law liked Blue. David called him for help & he was at the house within minutes. My husband came home for all that work, with his broken heart. He sat in a chair, looking utterly defeated.
Yesterday, my husband took me to, ‘Leaf & Petal’ for a blue hydrangea for Blue’s grave. Here, at the house, we will use purple Lilacs.
so happily ever after happens sometimes. These times can stretch for weeks. without our marriages sucking for a while & but sometimes you think you’d rather live in a cardboard box on the side of the road in the rain, because anything would be better then living with him. that is just the bottom of the roller coaster of life. when you’ve reached so far down, the only way to go is up, even if you have to push. he will do something that will make you smile. then he will do something that will drop your jaw. and your anger cools, you are going back up the roller coaster, it maybe a shallow slope. he may be doing it because he wants to be loved, if you get my meaning. but studies have shown that that is how he shows his love for you. but regardless of still hurting & being angry. he wants you. & in the whole wide world, no one loves you better. even if you think, there is someone better somewhere, there is not. have crushes on television men, men in movies. husbands may not measure up, but gosh have you looked at your tush? your belly? gag. he loves you anyway. yes, there is happily ever after, but its not forever after, its when you settle down & accept his love for what he is capable of. and he accepts what kind of love your capable of. it should be happily ever on a great many occasions. an example of his love is to take your beloved dog that passed away & find a beautiful spot & lovingly put him there.
which beats the end of a marriage-that never turns out well. the hate & hurt will always be there, because he doesn’t go away. instead of being your husband, he becomes your ex-husband. & he can still hurt you. You become the wicked ex-wife.
New husbands, have to be trained all over again. Better to get a cat.
when that roller coaster brings you to the top & you hold your husbands hand & you love him with ever fiber. Consider that as happily temporarily after. & learn to enjoy it.
I’m sure there are a million typos present, my mother is my editor. please correct!!!

Wow…You are wise beyond your years, my friend Amy…
you are also a gift 🙂
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Stephanie, you are so good for me, when I feel like a balloon floating away, you grab the string & bring me back. Point out how to be good & strong again. I have learned what i need to do to help you. Remind you that all that crap on your list of things to do, isn’t important enough to give it all up for a lay down, a time to pamper yourself. Nap when your body is begging for it. you need to be strong so you can hold my string! I love you
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Love this!
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I’m so glad you do. Sometimes I become like my son & ramble on & on.
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Love it!!!
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despite the typos? I think I just fixed most of them!
Did you like your bracelet? I mean, mine? I can photograph your favorite like that, with no words!
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When the setters passed we buried them under the lilacs. My great grandfather always said they never bloomed as beautifully as when a heart of gold lay at their roots. x
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What a sweet thing to say. The Lilac will not be buried over the dog, that is what the Blue Hydrangea is for. This will be for him here at the house. We will make stones for it. -amy
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I think it is the love with which we look and remember that makes them bloom more beautifully.. so Blue will be wherever you see him in your heart. x
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