Poem to my Honey.

We fell into each other
We fell in love to each other.

We lived for each other
We had our lives together.

God called you home honey
God had me stay.

I miss all things of you
I miss you every minute.

You are still my everything
You are the love of my life.

I’ll miss you until I see you again
I’ll stop missing you when I’m holding your hand again.

To look into your eyes again.

I love you honey.

Oh hai! Now where’s my coffee?

Oh hai! Now where’s my coffee?

This was my Monday! Argh.

This was my Monday! Argh.

My brother the artist.  Using a mold, special mix of concrete and rebar, he made this (any many others).  It has a special bead under it so that rain water forms on the front lip and drips down and never runs back to the wall, which would create that green slim you sometimes see on buildings.  Definitely an artist.

My brother the artist. Using a mold, special mix of concrete and rebar, he made this (any many others). It has a special bead under it so that rain water forms on the front lip and drips down and never runs back to the wall, which would create that green slim you sometimes see on buildings. Definitely an artist.

It doesn’t obey the laws of physics.  How can that lovely butterfly fit in it’s chrysalis?  It’s still drying it’s wings.

It doesn’t obey the laws of physics. How can that lovely butterfly fit in it’s chrysalis? It’s still drying it’s wings.

The flower, the sun and clouds.  God is good.

The flower, the sun and clouds. God is good.

Second picture of the possum I caught. See what I mean about the side profile, just really ugly looking, with that dumb look on their face.

But head on, check the other picture, it looks really cute.

Interesting how they use their tail just like another hand, grabbing onto everything. 

This is the smaller of the two, and I’m guessing (now I’ve had time to think about it), that it was around two and a half to three feet long including its tail (which are pretty ugly, but very functional as a “grabber”.

If anyone would like to see more pictures of it, please leave a comment saying so, and I’ll post more.

Thanks.

Second picture of the possum I caught. See what I mean about the side profile, just really ugly looking, with that dumb look on their face.

But head on, check the other picture, it looks really cute.

Interesting how they use their tail just like another hand, grabbing onto everything.

This is the smaller of the two, and I’m guessing (now I’ve had time to think about it), that it was around two and a half to three feet long including its tail (which are pretty ugly, but very functional as a “grabber”.

If anyone would like to see more pictures of it, please leave a comment saying so, and I’ll post more.

Thanks.

A possum came “a knocking” at my door, and I caught the big bugger.

I have two possums and one raccoon who love the cat food I put out for, yep you guessed it, a cat!

Anyway, caught this girl twice, tried relocating her, but she keeps coming back.  I’ll post another picture I have of her. 

It’s odd, but head on I think they are really cute, but the side profile (see pic above) ugh, ugly and not good looking at all.

Anyway, hope you like the pictures.

A possum came “a knocking” at my door, and I caught the big bugger.

I have two possums and one raccoon who love the cat food I put out for, yep you guessed it, a cat!

Anyway, caught this girl twice, tried relocating her, but she keeps coming back. I’ll post another picture I have of her.

It’s odd, but head on I think they are really cute, but the side profile (see pic above) ugh, ugly and not good looking at all.

Anyway, hope you like the pictures.

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Have a happy day, God bless,
Jason

Life, death, sadness and pain

I miss you honey, miss you every day, all my waking hours.
Bed time breaks the left over shards of my heart.
I look at your shoes, that you will never wear again, the pain in my chest feels like a punch.
Tears rolling down my face as I unlock the door to an empty house.
Tears rolling down my face as I drive away.
Tears rolling down my face as I drive back.
But what is a river of tears to an emotionless ocean. Nothing.
But a tear to a friend, a tear to family has a meaning, even If they have only seen just one.
How can sadness feel like a blanket that surrounds completely. Where even the sun can’t break through.
Why does life get in the way to happiness.
In getting back to normal, does that mean that I lose even more than I have already lost?
When will my time come to shed this reality and be with God? To be with my soulmate and best friend. If I knew, I would draw a heart on that calendars date, and cross off the days with love.