My True Feelings

As I approach my twilight years, I am struck by the inevitability that the party must end. And one clear, cold morning after I'm gone, my dear bride will awaken in the warmth of our bedroom and be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't "anymore."

No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together,  no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just a minute."

Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, or say "I love you."

So while we have it, its best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick.

This is true for marriage , old cars, children with bad attitudes, dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we love them in our own way.

Some things we keep loving -- like a best friend who moved away or an excluded church member. There are just some things that we love, no matter what.

Life is important, and so are people we know who are special. And so, we keep them close if we can.

Suppose one morning you never wake up.  Do all your friends know how you really feel? The important thing is to let every one of your friends know your true feelings, even if you think they don't love you back.

So, just in  case I'm gone tomorrow, I want you to know, (1) you are special to me and (2) I voted against that creep, Obama, both times.