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Reblogged this on Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie and commented:
For my honey…
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I played this song for Jerry and we danced in the middle of the living room while the dogs barked at us cause they don’t know what dancing is!
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The dance was heavenly. This song made us both cry and he said, Play this at my funeral. I was so sad when he said that. Then he said, “Make me an awesome slide show like you did for your mom and play this song.” Wouldn’t be so bad, but he insisted on flying on Friday the 13th, today.
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So achingly familiar, along with the poem Through Baby Girl’s Eyes. Incredible expression of the dilemma we face each day. XO
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What is sad for me is the opposite. He does chase me and changes and showers me with love, so I stay. Until the next time, when it becomes unbearable again.
It is so confusing because he is like two different people. And I love one of them with all my heart and soul. He is so good, I don’t even remember why I was leaving, lucky I keep journals. I really feel insane when that happens and my journals remind me of the truth. I am enjoying a lull in the fighting right now, trying to catch my breath.
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