Time for another "Dear Husband"

Dear Husband,

Thank you. For what? Are you kidding me? For everything you do each day. For cooking for me. For being there when I feel like I'm losing my mind. For having strong arms to hold me when I'm falling apart. For being my BEST friend. For just every single thing you do that lets me know I'm loved and makes me fall in love with you over and over.

What an amazingly lucky woman I am. I get to live my life with my very best friend. I get to fall in love over and over with the same man. I get to be with you!

I know you don't always know this yourself but I told you once that I'd continue to tell you until one day maybe it sinks in and even then I'll keep telling you. YOU ARE AMAZING! Your smile lights up even my darkest days. The sound of your laugh brings joy to my heart.

Life is lived in the moments. I am so lucky to share all those moments with you. Even when we aren't physically with each other we still share the moments because you are carried within my heart always and telling you is the best part of everything. Even the bad things get better when I share them with you. You magically make it that way.

Yesterday has long since passed, but you make it worth remembering together. Tomorrow is unknown but you make it worth looking forward to. Today is where we are and you make every today worth being in.

Thank you for being who you are. Thank you for loving me like you do. Thank you for sharing this lifetime with me. You are the best part of this life and I'm grateful for it.

I love you with all that I am and you create such moments in which I know that I am loved. You create joy in my life and moments worth remembering. I love you so much.

Your loving wife,
Tracy

Art by John Seekins

My husband is so talented that I just wanted to put together a little blog to show off some of his most recent work to those who visit this blog. Thanks for taking the time to peek at this.

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This was the first acrylic painting he did. We still have it. Because it was his first I imagine we will always keep it.

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This is my husband's friend Craig. On the left is the photo I took from facebook as a guide to use and on the right is the picture John drew for Craig.

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This is the child of one of our friend's in Florida. We gave it to them as a gift.

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The 4 above are all nature pictures he has drawn. The last is an owl that I asked for because I so love owls and my wonderful guy drew it for me.

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When his spirits are high and happy he often will pick up his pencil and begin working on some project or another. He has to be in a good emotional place to draw and enjoy it, in turn drawing brings him great happiness. 

Someday I hope to find something productive to do with all of his amazing art. He is so talented that I feel something should be done with it so that others can enjoy it as well. Until then, I'll continue to share it with those we meet who seem to appreciate such things.

Angel Convention

I have come to realize or maybe simply accept that there is a reason that we became stuck in this place. The universe seldom throws things at us without there being some reason for it. Maybe I am supposed to meet some of these amazing folks or maybe there is someone here I myself am meant to give some hope back to. Or maybe this is a place where it WILL be possible for us to rest and recuperate  Whatever the reason, I have come to accept it exists and accept that we are meant to be in this place.

Acts Of Kindness Matter

Recently we returned to the road. It's been a long time in one place for us. We hadn't planned to be there so long but couldn't bring ourselves to move along because we worried so much for the person we were helping if we were to do so. But the time had come and it came unexpectedly.

Universe pushes me when I won't budge on my own and it pushed once again to get me on the move. However, it didn't lead where I thought it would and when I argued with it I got struck with more hardship than usual to put me in my place.

The push to leave was needed even though we still held our concerns and we fought it for quite some time before the push became a shove. The shove we took and down the road we did head. But what we expected was not to be. We planned and expected to head to a place where we  had been before, a place that felt safe and secure, a place to rest and regroup ourselves. Universe had other plans.

Too Much....

Too Much

Within it's grasp

I turn and twist

I want to scream

I make a fist

Moods unstable

Frightened tears

Angry cries

How many years

What is too much

My brain it bends

How much to take

Before it ends

Here's this and that

And then there's more

Overwhelmed with pain

What's it all for

Pop and crack

Scratch and ache

What more to come

Before I finally break