We recently went back to the place where we first met and it felt like it was only yesterday. We walked around the park and every thing had changed there were more tree’s and the tree’s that were there had grown into huge tree’s. But the memories are still the same you can close your eyes and still see the beauty of the one that was to be your bride.

We talked tonight about a number of things and about the first time we met. Mrs Blog said it was love at first site and she thought about me all day that is so precious to me. To have someone love so much is the best feeling, Mrs Blog can I say that truly the feeling was mutual trying to work while I was thinking of you was so hard work mates would get so annoyed because my mind was never on the job. I would always wonder how you were going what you were doing if you were thinking of me.

Things change our lives change, our like’s and dislikes change, we see each other differently we get to know each better ( I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing at times) we enjoy different thing’s we go our separate ways. I guess this is all good if we can hold our love for each other together. Memories never change they remind us of our beginning’s our first love I just pray that in times of need we never ever forget the memories. ~~~~~~Mr Blog

 

I have got to say that we have had some very sound advice here on our blog, lovely comments and very caring friends thanks to you all. I am so aware and grateful for your love to us.

We have come to a place in our lives where we no longer need to strive for a home. It was the great dream and now it has come true. We could own it out right but choose not to at this time and that is a decision made by both of us. Yes we are very blessed! Mr Blog has worked toward this dream of ours and been faithful to seeing it through. He is a great provider and lovingly so.

 

He is also well known through out the area and I think well liked. He has worked his way up the ladder in his work place over the years and is competent in his duties there. I think he is well respected in his work environment by most of those employed there including the contractors which is nothing to sniff at. Mr Blog’s salary is a very generous one compared to our very small beginnings. We are very proud of him and he should be proud of himself; well done and thank you Mr Blog!!

 

The Blog boys, our sons are all grown up now. They have their own lives too, though every now and again they need a dad and mum hand. That’s ok, we love them heaps. Sometimes it’s financial, sometimes it’s something else – sometimes it’s just lending and ear or giving a hug; that’s just life isn’t it? We love them deeply and deliberately and are proud of who they are becoming every day.

We are finding ourselves in all of this. It’s all good, it isn’t all fun but if anyone can do it, Mr and Mrs Blog can. It’s a walk and sometimes we meet in the middle of the road, smile into each others eyes and then just get on with our journey. Maybe one day we’ll walk to the middle, hold hands and smile with each other the rest of the way. Who knows….

Boy has this been some week there's been fighting and tears and more fighting and more tear's making up talking a whole lot. Millions of questions ask some answer's given but still a lot of sorrow and sadness in the house. I don't really know what is happening but believe you me I hate it. We have been like two warriors’s trying to beat the crap out of each other. Life some time’s really sucks and you wonder why the hell we have to go through this and you start to wonder where your heart really is. This has been some sought of emotional roller coaster for me I have never felt this way ever. My heart doesn't know whether to beat or stop at times but they say to hang in there and every thing will be alright well I don't really know anymore.



Mrs Blog your a warrior you have put up with so much but you keep hanging in there I really don't know why but I am so glad you are once again thanks for being you.

~~~~~~Mr Blog

I hear the wind call my name
The sound that leads me home
It sparks up the fire - a flame that still burns
To you I'll always return
I know the road is long but where you are is home
Wherever you stay - I'll find a way
I'll run like a river - I'll follow the sun
I'll fly like an eagle - to where I belong


I can't stand the distance - I can't dream alone
I can't wait to see you - Yes I'm on my way home

Now I know it's true
My every road leads to you
And in the hour of darkness darlin'
Your light gets me through

You run like a river - you shine like the sun
You fly like an eagle
You are the one I've seen every sunset
And with all that I've learned
Oh it's to you - I will always return

Thanks Mrs Blog for being you I am sorry that you are the one that has to put up with the insecurities running through my brain please forgive me. Today I seen a person that truly cares and loves every one here on the stream as you talked in the chat room your concerns for those you really don’t know was evident . You always bring a smile to those who deserve it and you will always put those in place that need it. You have always been able to make the sad smile again and the lonely feel that they have a friend. Please keep being who you are don’t feel bad when you need to be angry because you only do when it is necessary. It’s been a challenge these past few months and I am not trying to find excuses for the way I have behaved but it hasn’t been good. You have so many special friends here and I can see why they are so special. I have had one to many wines so I am going to stop blabbering and go to bed but I do love you with all my heart even though it doesn’t seem like it



Can I just say that you are who you are and some times you have to be cruel to be kind you are a part of this world don’t ever stop blending in with the environment you enjoy.