She was just opening her eyes this morning when Steve walked back into the bedroom.
"Did you ever watch The Brady Bunch"? Steve asked
She replied with a confused and sleepy "Yes."
"Did they ever talk about the widowed parents?"
She must have looked bewildered.
"You know, the girls' dad, the boys' mom ... Didn't they ever talk about them? Didn't the kids want to remember them? Why didn't they ever talk about the parents who died?"
She did not know the answer to his question, but she truly loved him for thinking enough to ask it.
She and Steve
This is a blog about she and Steve because she is married to Steve and considers him an affirmative addition to her life, but since she knows herself best, it is mostly about she.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
She
She is a goddess in pink pajamas, lying on her grandmother's antique bed. The fan gently whirls, spitting out a cooling brush of air.
She is a goddess - imagining that she can summon lightening bolts through her fingertips and bring peace with a touch.
She is a goddess - imagining that she can summon lightening bolts through her fingertips and bring peace with a touch.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
A renewal of vows
She and Steve hit a bump in the road.
So they went on an adventure that ended in the park.
This would be a beautiful place for a wedding She said.
You wanna get married baby Steve said.
Would you marry me again she asked.
Of course Steve said.
She was happy!
So they went on an adventure that ended in the park.
This would be a beautiful place for a wedding She said.
You wanna get married baby Steve said.
Would you marry me again she asked.
Of course Steve said.
She was happy!
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