I love this man.

He’s truly the best man I know. He continually strives to be a better person – that’s who he is. He had a very, very hard childhood; his parents split up, his mother was very troubled, they moved constantly, lived on food stamps. It’s amazing to me that both Don and his brother turned out to be such good people.

He is wildly funny, incredibly talented, both as an actor and as a singer-songwriter. He is kind, compassionate, loving, generous, principled. His example inspires me to be ‘better.’ I learn from him every day.

He didn’t have a blueprint for a good marriage and his first two marriages failed. I was fearful of any kind of commitment. That this marriage works is a testament to our mutual vow to stop repeating destructive patterns, to do it right.

He is as honest as the day is long.

As part of his recovery program of well over 45 years, he helps others. He has been a mentor and guide to many people over the years. I’ve witnessed it on a daily basis.

He is the light of my life and I am eternally grateful that I met him, that I took the leap that terrified me but did it anyway, because the life I live now with him at my side was worth it. It means everything to me.

Happy Birthday, sweetheart. I love you forever.

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Joe has had the breathing tubes removed and can use his voice a bit. He’s very, very tired. He’s under very careful supervision, is getting a lot of tests, and has already had a session of occupational therapy. Recovery will be slow, but so far, so good. We are all so thankful.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

Well, it’s a sunny Monday after a cold and windy Sunday. Thankfully, it will be warmer today because…..drum roll….we are mowing the front lawn! It’s way too long, so I imagine we will be unclogging the lawn mower frequently. We had so much rain on Saturday and the grass seems to be growing by the hour.

It will definitely be a two person job with breaks added in. Once we get this first mow under our belts, it will be easier. I need to go back to the nursery, but I’ll leave that until tomorrow.

You know we love mowing.

Don had a gig on Saturday afternoon and someone in the audience took this photo of him.

I’m swooning a bit here. First of all, I love it when Don wears dark colors. His hair looks great (I nudged him into getting it cut last Friday.) But most of all, it’s his concentration as he plays his guitar, the ease with which he holds it, than angle of his head.

It’s the Don I know so well. Bless the gentleman who captured this moment in time. I love it so much.

As I say to Don on a daily basis, “I’ve got a crush on you.”

I forgot to mention that Laural went home from the hospital about a week ago. She’s still quite weak, so she’s concentrating on regaining her strength. Very grateful that she came through this.

And Margaret had surgery on both of her fractured legs. She cannot put weight on them for at least 6 weeks, so she’ll be moving to a rehabilitation facility soon.

Okay.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.