Always and forever in my heart.
Life is going on, and on. The sun comes up, then across the sky, and sets in the west. Which means that there is another day gone, a day done, a day to remember. What will happen this day, will it be the one day that will change the direction I'm going in, or will I just live this day in the sunshine of what it is going to be?
People have told me that I'm taking the passing of Sweetie well. Little do they know of that emptiness inside of me. I am only half the man I was when she was with me. She gave me love like not other woman could.
She was love so pure that the honey from the bees was sour compared to her. The sunlight was dim in comparison to her love, and the birds would sing off key, when compared to her love.
I am a softer man, a more loving man, a more forgiving man because of her love. I miss her so.
Saturday
I've recovered from the assassins attempt on my life and because of that, I realize that I need to get a Yoga Mat. In my rather unique style of doing Yoga, my feet slid, and that added to the difficulty of my performance.
I don't know if I'll do it everyday, but it could lead to that. As of now, I think I will attempt it at least three days a week, and so, after this post, I'll go and make my attempt at Yoga again.
It was a good day, a busy day, and that was good for me. I was with old friends, in my meetings and at a breakfast I was late for. A friend that I hadn't seen in over four years was there for the first time, and we spend a bit of the time catching up.
After that I headed for the course, and played a round. Home for a short stay, then out again to a meeting.
By the time I got home, I was ready for bed. 8 o'clock, and I was snoring. To be honest, it felt good to be worn out.
Driver knows just what I mean. A busy day, a busy mind, and that turns into a good night sleep. He knows that it beats sitting and watching TV. That was the old me, now it is the time of action. And whatever that brings, Driver and me will be Keeping My Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.
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