Wedding thoughts: All I know about love

I recently came across a poem [yes poem] by Neil Gaiman. Not only was I pleasantly surprised, I was deeply touched.

The piece struck a chord with me because (sniff. snort. sigh.) our baby boy is getting married this year. Yes, the one I reminisced about a few years ago… pondering,

Where did the years go… Why won’t he let me rock him to sleep any more…or comb his hair… or at least find him a wife so he doesn’t have to live alone…

As a mother there are so many things I want to tell him… to prepare him… and then I realize I cannot. In  Wedding thoughts: All I know about love Neil says it so well I just had to share it with y’all.

 

May your smiles forever sparkle in the prisms of your stone.

Wedding thoughts: All I know about love

Neil Gaiman poetry

This is everything I have to tell you about love: nothing.

This is everything I’ve learned about marriage: nothing.

 

Only that the world out there is complicated,

and there are beasts in the night, and delight and pain,

and the only thing that makes it okay, sometimes,

is to reach out a hand in the darkness and find another hand to squeeze,

and not to be alone.

 

It’s not the kisses, or never just the kisses: it’s what they mean.

Somebody’s got your back.

Somebody knows your worst self and somehow doesn’t want to rescue you

or send for the army to rescue them.

 

It’s not two broken halves becoming one.

It’s the light from a distant lighthouse bringing you both safely home

because home is wherever you are both together.

 

So this is everything I have to tell you about love and marriage: nothing,

like a book without pages or a forest without trees.

 

Because there are things you cannot know before you experience them.

Because no study can prepare you for the joys or the trials.

Because nobody else’s love, nobody else’s marriage, is like yours,

and it’s a road you can only learn by walking it,

a dance you cannot be taught,

a song that did not exist before you began, together, to sing.

 

And because in the darkness you will reach out a hand,

not knowing for certain if someone else is even there.

And your hands will meet,

and then neither of you will ever need to be alone again.

And that’s all I know about love.

Thankful Thursday (Auction Update Q & A)

Sooo …

The top bid for the painting so far is $100 in the form of gift cards and the painting to be donated to any person or institute we choose. Stop laughing  😉 Hey people can use gift cards especially to places like Wal Mart and Home Depot, so I am thankful for the offer.

There have been a few questions and rightfully so. This one I will answer here:

Q: “Are you trying to raise money for yourself?”

A: No.

A month ago I posted another Thankful Thursday, thankful our little fishing shack had been spared with minimal damage, so no, the proceeds are not for our benefit.

Last week I posted photos of [just some] of the devastation we witnessed mostly in Rockport, a community still struggling. Our little place is essentially a second home; the people I want to help lost their only home!

I realize many people along the entire Gulf Coast of the USA need assistance. I also see the tragedy in Mexico, Puerto Rico and the other islands affected but Rockport doesn’t seem to be getting much attention or government aid so that community is where my heart is focused at the moment.

Another question I will answer here:

Q: “Why don’t you just donate your own money?”

A: I have. And I have delivered a few care packages. The problem is I have bills and a budget and printing counterfeit money is against the law. :/

A sincere thank you to the ones bidding, liking and sharing this post.

Bless the ones pouring their own money, blood, sweat and tears into helping their fellowman.

Maybe some of you would like to help Rockport-Fulton aka Rockport directly. That would be awesome!

The bidding ends tomorrow, September 29th at 5 PM.

Frame is a digital addition and not part of the portrait.

#God Bless Texas (Thankful Thursday)

Corpus Christi (about 90 miles SW) reportedly came away with minor damage.

Rockport (about 50 miles SW) suffered major damage, Vice President Pence and Governor Greg Abbot visited today.

Houston (120 miles NE) was inundated with record amounts of rain and heart rending fatalities.

In my neck of the woods the city is in restoration; making progress with power, water and sanitation. Some homes and businesses will need to repair or rebuild, most piers are gone, shorelines and beaches have been permanently altered but our little fishing shack was spared with minimal damage. I am thankful.

 

I am also thankful for the outpouring support from so many wonderful people from all walks of life, counties and states.

We are staying in East Texas now but we’ll be heading south when the roads clear and the fuel panic simmers down. You know that fridge is stinking!

Hopefully we [too] will be able to lend a helping hand to those less fortunate.

For The Impact of Hurricane Harvey in Pictures visit The Stream

*(distance from our little place outside Port Lavaca TX.)