Started this post earlier this afternoon, but wasnt conveying my message so deleted. So I begin again.... Friday, June 3, 1983, 31 years ago & 31 years old, I went from married (2nd husband) to a widow. He just turned 47, & wed celebrated 2nd anniversary. Just the Friday before, wed sat on my fireplace hearth, happy w/kitchen cabinets, the gutting, remodeling, add-on, anticipation of carpet laying on Tuesday (closed Memorial Day), & moving over here...still needed to finish out the sun room, entry hall & exterior siding. At 31 you think you KNOW the path ahead....a Monday early morning stroke, mid-week thinking some rehab for partial right side paralysis, to Friday morning no brain activity. My friends & family grieved along w/me. They had no idea the depths of deceit I uncovered while planning a funeral (& for months to come), & the debt wed accumulated on MY credit. A good (law enforcement) friends counsel I remember to this day...yes, Vic, you can continue to look for answers, but its not going to change anything or give you the why. My mama was w/me thru it all, & my conclusion is that God puts people in our lives for a purpose, & when the purpose is served, He removes them. Im most thankful that the lessons learned in that life chapter didnt leave me bitter or completely distrusting of all men. & I must acknowledge the overall blessings of that chapter 1) it was just as my parents were retiring to the ranch & could go, enjoy, & not worry about me w/my health, living in Odessa alone. 2)be in my life when daddy so suddenly died leaving mom to deal w/livestock, farm machinery, garden, irrigation, coastal bermuda hay, & a ranch hand. 3) he accepted Christ as his Savior while he was w/me...so only God can judge his actions.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 00:54:08 +0000
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