I was his Yellow Rose of Texas.
I miss hearing him sing it to me, while his arms were wrapped around me from the back.
His throaty voice, full of love & passion.
A simple thought: If someone you care about seems to have changed, ASK (without judgment or accusation) what is wrong. The battles within can be so strong that it becomes outwardly evident. Often, the one being battered by thoughts & fears does not know how or when to start the conversation. Same principle as when someone is drowning - do you wait for them to ask for a life preserver, or to tell you how to rescue them?
Why this page?
I wanted a place to share coffee thoughts & memes. I use Facebook & Twitter to do just that, however, I realize that many people are getting fed up with all the drama that is on either, and both. So many that were using those 2 social medias to stay in touch, have taken a step back - yet they still want to know thoughts that go thru this scattered widow's brain. If you are interested, here it is :) - - without the drama.
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