My soulmate and best friend, I love you forever...
wouldn't be full bloom
Without the branches
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What kind of person was Leon?
was a good father, a hopeless romantic, a dreamer, proud of his kids, always
hoping for the future, impulsive, helpful, and sometimes emotional.
Nobody knows it, but he often cried with me at sad movies. He wanted
to buy a boat, own a big house, and travel around the country in an RV
after retirement. He dreamed of seeing our kids graduate from college,
and walking his daughters down the aisle on their wedding day. He
dreamed of winning the lottery and taking our kids on a trip around the
world. He dreamed of going to beauty college and becoming a hairstylist.
He dreamed of owning his own restaurant. We both dreamed of touring
Europe together after the kids were grown. He hoped to take over
his Dad's window cleaning business one day. He loved football and
his favorite teams were the Chicago Bears and the Notre Dame Fighting Irish.
He was a veteran of the U.S. Army and very proud of it. He was the
most patriotic person I have ever known. Leon loved to cook and loved
getting kitchen appliances for gifts. He also liked to shop and we
enjoyed many afternoons at the mall. His favorite TV shows were "Law
and Order" and "Cops". He truly lived for his family, it was his
main concern. He enjoyed taking our kids to movies, to the mall,
to the park, the beach, out to eat, just everywhere. He was a kind,
generous, and loving person. Love is eternal and I know he is still alive
and with us in spirit. One happy day we will all be reunited in Heaven,
but until then we remain faithful to his sweet memory.
Leon baby, I love you forever!
Me and my Honey
Last night you came back to me--
You kissed me in the moonlight.
And in that one single moment
Of perfect bliss,
My memories were washed away,
My spirit soared,
And my heart raced.
Everything old was made new again--
And it felt just like the first time.
But then I awoke--
Alone in our bed.
And I knew
It was only a dream.
(c) 1996 by Tammi
Everytime I try to go forward with my life, I just get stuck.
I'm stuck on you.
I try to forget you by keeping busy.
I'm so busy all the time--
It seems like I wouldn't have time to be lonely.
But every morning when I wake up,
I hope it's only been a bad dream, but
I open my eyes and you still aren't there and
I feel such emptiness inside.
I keep trying to tell you,
How sorry I am about everything.
But you won't listen, and you won't forgive--
How I took your love for granted,
How much I miss you,
How much I love you,
How much I need your touch.
I dream about you almost every night,
Because I need to be with you again.
I keep listening for your phone call in the middle of the night,
I keep expecting your footstep on the porch,
Or your voice down the hall.
I keep hoping to be whole again.
Because I'm broken inside
1996 by Tammi
Cody, Hannah, Lukas, me, Abby and Travis
Do I Love Thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely as they turn from Praise.
love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,––I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!––and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
(Dedicated to Leon)
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