This blog started as a photo journal of the construction progress of our" little cabin in the woods" Contractor: Mike Kennedy, Hazel Green, Al. Construction began 12/7/2009 move in date: March 14, 2010 For many years Bob had wanted a "little cabin in the woods"..the construction of his cabin was completed just one month before he died. I deeply regret that he never got to enjoy living here.
Aug 27, 2014
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 11, 2014
Tell Me Where You Are
Do I have to go through life knowing you're not there?
I sit here and remember all the lovely times we shared
the talks- the laughter- of every one you cared.
I am told the pain will ease in time and I will think of you without a tear
but that will be impossible as I need to have you here.
You were the very world to me - my ever guiding star
Just kiss me softly on the cheek and tell me where you are."
Jul 1, 2014
Poetry
"Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break."
~William Shakespeare---
Poetry has always been able to move me to tears, moreso than any other medium of expression with the possible exception of music. My thanks to those who post these beautiful poems. They give us insight, and the realization that others feel as we often feel, even those with the remarkable gift of putting those feelings into words that rock the soul.----
Wave of sorrow,
Do not drown me now:
I see the island
Still ahead somehow.
I see the island
And its sands are fair:
Wave of sorrow,
Take me there.
-Langston Hughes
May 4, 2014
May 2, 2014
Treasurers Of Our Heart
Matthew 6:19-21
King James Version
19 Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: 20 But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:Homes can be rebuilt, trees can be replanted, flowers will bloom again - someday... Treasurers on earth can easily become more than just our home, our car, our - whatever - The true treasurers of our heart can become our family, our beloved soul-mate...the one you shared with and loved day and night for your entire life ..that also can be corrupted, and WILL be taken away one day - "For most people grief never completely goes away but recedes in the background and over time healing diminishes the pain of loss. Missing your loved one may be an ongoing part of your life but it does not interrupt your life....life goes on." ...ie, homes can be rebuilt, trees can be replanted....
Feb 20, 2014
Jo Ann 2/02/1942 - 2/09/2014
My sister - Jo Ann - I am 7 years her senior - when Bob and I married she was only 11...We remained in Covington for just one year - the balance of our life together we lived elsewhere - not close to mother and my two youngest siblings...The two years we were in San Jose, Ca. and the 13 years we lived in Chicago our visits with the family were few and far between...
I believe JoAnn was only 15 years old when she married. She and Frank Smith had 7 children...6 boys and finally, the seventh was a girl!!!! Life was certainly not easy for them...they lost two of their children - one a teenager, the other a young adult
- about 10 years ago she suffered a major heart attach that damaged over half of her heart and had lived with a disability every since.
- Frank's mother was very ill for a long time and they took her into their home and cared for her.
- JoAnn endured through many hardships - she endured with optimism and hopefulness..and I'm proud of her.
She was always so tiny - most years did not weight 100 lbs..but she was one of the strongest persons that I've known.
..I'm grateful for the time last summer that she came to Alabama and spent a week with me !!! And I'm so thankful that I was able to go to Houston and spend a few days with her at the hospital before she died.
When I think of her I will recall her "perkiness" and her forthrightness - and I will smile.
She was always completely frank, without hesitation.
I will celebrate her life with a toast and be thankful and proud that she was my sister.
To her children -I pray that their sadness and great sense of loss will pass and that happy memories of their life together will be what remains.
Her family was her life - her joy - what kept her going..now rest in peace little sister..I love you...
Feb 18, 2014
Don't Wanta Get Over You
Old memories have the damndest way of showing up at the most unusual time.
They can walk right through the darkest part of your mind and turn on every light-
Or take a perfect crystal day and turn it into a misty shade of blue...
I still see your dark eyes almost everywhere I turn,
I keep standing on the bridges I thought that I had burned,
I can still feel you near me in everything I try to do -
And the only thing that I can say
that makes me act and feel this way is
I never, no I never got over you
Dec 23, 2013
Love Story
From the moment I saw you
I wanted to meet you.
From the moment I met you
I wanted to know you.
From the moment I knew you
I was in love with you.
From the moment I loved you
I wanted to spend my life with you.
And from that moment to this moment
and all the moments to come
I will love you with all my heart.
Sound like a Hallmark card? That's cause it is! The last birthday card I ever gave him.
Oct 7, 2013
I WILL PRAISE YOU IN THE STORM
Oct 1, 2013
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 18, 2013
Pain and Suffering - why ?
An interesting read: Why Does God Allow Pain and Suffering?
by Jen Hatmaker on September 17th,
"Suffering transcends all class, race, ethnicity, culture, privilege....
There is no corner untouched by grief, no demographic, no alliance. If you haven’t suffered, just live longer.
To this end, the church has a history of formulizing suffering, giving it tidy origins and endings and whitewashing the horrid, debilitating middle. We’ve assessed the complicated nuances of universal sorrow and assigned it categories, roots, principles. Or in the face of uncertain causes, we recite some of the coldest, inhumane theology:
"God is sovereign. Deal with it."
In an attempt to understand the ordinary grief of human life, I fear we’ve reduced a complicated reality to an unmanageable burden; we’ve put a yoke of despair on people who mourn, assigning accolades to those who “suffer well” and, in ways overt and subtle, urging our brokenhearted to buck up. Then adding insult to injury, we fall into the trap of explaining suffering, as if any one of us could possibly understand its eternal scope.,,,,"
Sep 16, 2013
"Love Is Patient and Kind..."1 Corinthians 13:
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments, but great moments often catch us unaware, beautifully wrapped in what others may consider insignificant. PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, BUT THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL!
Sep 15, 2013
Sep 9, 2013
"To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult;
our human loneliness is cause enough.
But it is a hard quest worth making
to find a comrade through whose steady presence
one becomes steadily the person one desires to be."
Anna Louise Strong
Sometimes I feel as though I've lost myself....
Aug 22, 2013
Covington, Tn.
Most of the buildings around the square of my hometown, Covington, Tn., have been converted into antique, gift shops, etc. Earlier this year when Barb and I were there we stopped by the drug store where I worked while in high school...Roper Drug (now an antique store). One of her purchases was an old window...I've printed pictures of Covington and "framed" them in the window...The Courthouse on the square...Bob in front of the courthouse with Roper Drug Store in the right background, the church were we were married, the Ritz Theater where mother worked, Old Trinity (the church Bob's ancestors founded) and the angel statue at the gravesite of his great-grandparents, Edwin Robert Peete and Jane Eleanor Taylor Peete..
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