Among the many gifts that God has given me, I am very thankful for these two. My son Mark and my husband Larry. Mark is a miracle baby. Two years before Woody became ill with colon cancer, I became pregnant-an impossibility I was told. Mark has been a source of great joy. When Larry came into my life, I didn't want another serious relationship, for I feared the consequences of getting close to someone. Woody's illness and death had left me frightened, emotionally drained and withdrawn. Larry wouldn't give up. He became my best friend, lover, and companion.
Where do I begin? Larry is over 6 feet, loves what he calls "real" food-meat and taters, so he is a bit overweight. (just more for me to love, right?) He is tender hearted to a fault, ( if there is such a thing). He doesn't hunt or fish but enjoys riding horses. WESTERN HORSEMAN is his magazine of choice. He wears jeans, long-sleeved shirts and boots regardless of the weather. He owns his own business and is a people person. He knows everyone, it seems, from east to west--north to south. He is highly respected by most of those who come in contact with him since his ethics are above reproach. He loves to joke and laugh yet has a very serious side. He is a champion of the veterans, women and children. He loves this country but is thoroughly disgusted with government and politicians.
Larry should have been a cowboy, riding his trusted steed into the sunset. He pictures himself as being a gambler in the wild west, but I see him as a lawman. He would have hunted down the outlaws and strung them up from the nearest tree. He is a staunch believer in capital punishment and thinks the criminal should experience the same kind of death as the victim. He has no respect for whom he calls, "the bleeding heart liberals" who argue that capital punishment is inhumane.
Larry is my anchor when I feel I am being assaulted by high winds and rough seas. He steadies me and sets me on the right course. He is the strong, realistic one while I am the compulsive dreamer. He often remarks that I don't live in the "real" world but in a fantasy one. He can look into the heart and soul of a person while I remain too trustful and accept too often something as truth which is not.
Larry and I do not fight--we discuss. I guess that we have weathered so many tragic events in our lives that we don't want to wast our time making each other miserable. We care deeply for one another; therefore, we love, we laugh, we comfort each other and find such joy in our life together. It is so very wonderful to hear him say each evening, "It is so good to be home."
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— Anais Nin
I too lost my husband Jack way to young and soon..When I look at our childern who was a result of our love for each other,I burst with pride and see Jack in them in so many way's..What a gift from God it was for me to have known this awesome man,love him and have his love returned..[HEART]
I miss him,and yes I do see and talk to him in my dream's..[SMILE]
You are so Blessed to have the gift of Mark sent to you from God and given to you by Woody..
I too was afraid to be in a relationship,afraid God would take him away..
But as with you,Will came into my life thu fate,I believe that.He wouldn't give up,same as your Larry..We became best friend's first.But he kept at it and I have this wonderful man in my life..[HEART] We really are Blessed..[SMILE]
I bet you Angie that Larry feel's Blessed to have found you as well.I've a feeling your very special..The very best to you,Mark and Larry..They sound like wonderful men..[SMILE]
I will after reading your post,I will write of my Will too..
Thank you for the writing your's...[SMILE][HEART][SMILE]