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Sad story
We pulled into Blackwell Island Resort in Coeur d’Alene, ID Friday afternoon. A couple of hours later a couple parked next to us. They weren’t retired yet and were on their 2nd RV trip with their two dogs. Saturday afternoon while we were away, the EMTs came and took him to the hospital. Turns out he had a massive stroke and heart attack. His wife said he was a very strong man – never sick and never any sign of such a potential problem. Right now he is off life support barely hanging on with no chance of survival. What a terrible experience for his wife, especially being 1500 miles from home with only a car, RV, and two dogs – no children or family to come help.This sort of thing can happen to any of us. So, here’s a short message titled “Twilight Years” to keep in mind.>>>>>>>As I approach my twilight years, I am struck by the inevitability that the party must end. And one clear, cold morning after I’m gone, my spouse will awaken in the warmth of our bedroom and be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn’t “anymore.”
No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more “just one minute.”
Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, or say “I love you.”
So while we have it, its best we love it, care for it, fix it when it’s broken and heal it when it’s sick.
This is true for marriage…..and old cars, and children with bad report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.
Some things we keep — like a best friend who moved away or a son-in-law after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what.
Life is important, like people we know who are special. And so, we keep them close!
Suppose one morning you never wake up, do all your friends know how you really feel? The important thing is to let every one of your friends know your true feelings, even if you think they don’t love you back.(Original writer unknown)
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