I feel like Ive been split open and stuffed with sunshine.

Hes dozed off again but I kiss him awake which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if hed be happy to lie there gazing at me forever.

You cannot be with someone just because you dont want to hurt him. You have your own happiness to think about.

It was a vision of the one thing that we both hoped someday would be...the warmth of our bodies next to each others reflected in sunset of our secret place... We longed for it to be like this each and every evening... Dancing in the night playing hide-and-seek in the day the beauty of our souls blossoms... Never before had we felt so happy never before had we felt so alive... We hear the birds sensing the cheerful breeze the rainbows end does linger here....our tenderness sighs and spirits speak and we do know clear... This place is where love and laughter meet... You take my hand kiss each finger tip with tears in your eyes you touch my cheek and whisper of how wondrous this we share our love once again. The love that gives us wings to fly anew. Our hearts in sweet pleasing pain beat as one in the rhythm of long forgotten yet melody... Together again at this wondrous place where just our presence adds more grace and makes it what was meant to be - a place for you a place for me...

You spoke to her in hidden dreams...and smiled at her through open doors. She felt your secret love surround her at times. And while alone she felt your breath heartbeat and more... Serenity of hers is never-ending soothing....it leads lures calls you... Ah timeless burning flame.. Her kiss is ocean salty water you drink and thirst increases...you long and pray for more...

There are two days in the year that you cannot do anything YESTERDAY TOMORROW Only TODAY you can Be Happy Smile Dream Love Feel Be Thankful

when you shoot for the stars you cant ever look back.

I have leveled with the girls - from Anchorage to Amarillo.I tell them that all marriages are happyIts the living together afterward thats tough.I tell them that a good marriage is not a giftIts an achievement.that marriage is not for kids It takes guts and maturity.It separates the men from the boys and the women from the girls.I tell them that marriage is tested dily by the ability to compromise.Its survival can depend on being smart enough to know whats worth fighting about.Or making an issue of or even mentioning.Marriage is giving - and more important its forgiving.And it is almost always the wife who must do these things.Then as if that were not enough she must be willing to forget what she forgave.Often that is the hardest part.Oh I have leveled all right.If they dont get my message BusterIts because they dont want to get it.Rose-colored glasses are never made in bifocalsBecause nobody wants to red the small print in dreams.

Dreams and Happiness are...drugs. And the pain that follows is not less than a sharp knife...or a sharp-nail. It bleeds without blood. You just feel it. With every sense you have got on every single inch of earth in every tiny part of the minute you live. It compels you to feed...yourself...

Who wants to live in fear when you can live in hope.