Not What I Expected

He said “I love you”
And I felt it in my soul
“I’ll take care of you,
For that is a husband’s role”

“If you’ll marry me,
I promise not to leave you,
And as you will see
To never, ever hurt you”

“I do believe you”
Yet the words were hard to say
“I’m in love with you”
But my head screamed “Run away!”

My heart he did steal
And he heard me say “I do”
Then prayed it was real
But my soul already knew

Vowing “I love you”
To the man I respected
Meant “forever” too
A silent fear deflected

I stayed ever true
Though with time felt rejected
‘Cause when God took you
It’s not what I expected

Grief moved in to stay
The moment that I lost you
When there is no way
To love this life without you

For my husband, Mark (Aug., 1961 to Jan.,2019)

Teresa Marie  7/4/20

 

I’M BACK!

My idea of starting the new blog was not my best.  Even though my intentions were good, it hasn’t taken off and I still get more traffic here without making any new posts than I’ve ever gotten there.  Now I’m going to invite my few new followers to join us all back here on What About God?

So that I don’t bore them with old news and I allow you all to catch up, I’m posting the links for what you missed out on.

https://wp.me/sajt4T-why

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/04/29/roller-coaster-ride-from-hell/

https://wp.me/pajt4T-11

https://wp.me/pajt4T-1k

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/05/27/memories-guilt-regrets-anger/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/05/30/life-goes-on-but-can-i/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/06/01/time-to-laugh/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/06/16/more-laughs-better-than-tears/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/11/05/more-surgery-come-on/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2019/11/05/dear-god-im-mad-at-you/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2020/01/06/god-do-you-hate-me-or-is-this-my-hell-on-earth/

https://mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/2020/01/08/a-few-laughs-for-your-hump-day/

God bless and love to you all,

Teresa Marie

New Blog Posts

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Hello Friends,

I haven’t seen many of you on the new blog yet.  Since I believe that some of you would care to know about the upheaval in & total destruction of part of my life, I am posting the links to my new blog posts.  I hope to see you visit me there.

Love, peace & blessings to all,

Teresa Marie

Links:

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/51

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/42

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/63

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/78

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/82

https://wordpress.com/post/mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com/88

All Good Things Come To An End

Hello my friends!  I have decided to close out this blog since it has been so long since I’ve regularly posted on it.

However, I have started a new one.  I intend to do a lot of the same genre as before but without stressing myself out so much about posting every day, nor joining so many other weekly challenges; poetry, storytelling, etc.

Sebastian is 3 now and attending pre-school for special education.  I have a lot of hectic activity already in daily life, that’s enough for me.

The new blog link is:  mindexplosion819728067.wordpress.com

Stop by and say hi whenever you have time!

Love, peace & blessings for you all,   Teresa

A POEM TO WHICH I CAN RELATE VIA MY MOM

A POEM TO WHICH I CAN RELATE

I remember the bologna of my Childhood
And the bread that we cut with a knife
When the Children helped with the housework
And the men went to work not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge
And the bread was so crusty and hot
The Children were seldom unhappy
And the Wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle
With the yummy cream on the top
Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from a freezer; or shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn’t need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends in the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where cookies for pennies were sold
Do you think I’m a bit too nostalgic?
Or is it….I’m just getting Old?

Bathing was done in a wash tub,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As Mama pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore
Anorexia and diets weren’t heard of
And we hadn’t much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

Author Unknown…

If you can remember those days…
Continue to enjoy your Retirement
& GOOD BLESS YOU.

Weekend Wisdom?

Have a great weekend my loves!  And don`t forget to thank God for at least one thing as you enjoy yourselves xoxo

Some New Pictures to Share

Hi everyone!  My hand is healing slowly and it still is hard to type but I thought I had better jump on here and let you know that I am alive, lol..  I’ve been doing well with my sales at the local hand made  shop, yippee!  I even had a commission for a candle holder to encase the large sized Yankee candle order and she was so thrilled with it that she promised to be back for more.  Lucky me, I have recently had the pleasure of shingles for the second time 😦

Please say a prayer for my eldest brother, Kevin, the one with cancer.  He has been in the hospital for a week now.  He went in with pneumonia, original diagnosis, but now they can’t figure out why he is so sick.

I have some new pic’s of the grandkids and the latest masterpieces I’ve created, also a few that are still not quite finished.  I’m most proud of my owls, my new style of dragons and the one for Sara to give her boyfriend for his birthday..  🙂  Much love and many blessings to you all!!  Terri

First for family bragging:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next for the Artist in me:

 

 

Best Man

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