Awh sweetie, It sounds like Jim knew how to be free with his expression of life. I bet he knew deep inside how much you feared those motorcycles. Thank goodness you can say that you two enjoyed so many wonderful moments together. xoxoxo
Awh sweetie, It sounds like Jim knew how to be free with his expression of life. I bet he knew deep inside how much you feared those motorcycles. Thank goodness you can say that you two enjoyed so many wonderful moments together. xoxoxo
The thing I loved best was how he lived his life which such exuberance! We had so many fun times.
That is the best part of life, living it with passion and not holding back. What a precious example of the love you two shared, I can feel it coming through your post. Did he die recently? I hope you don't mind my asking, but do you live in the country or on a farm?
Jim died almost a year ago. On Jan. 19. I live in a wooded area on the Rock River, a few miles from town. Most of my life has been spent farming, or living in rural areas, or small towns. I have moved around, but always stayed pretty close to Wisconsin.
The reason I asked is when I read your last reply about his exuberance I got chills from head to toe and the strongest smell of hay in a barn came to me. It felt like he was saying hello to you and I was to share that with you. You shared a deep love for each other because that's what I feel from him towards you. Wow, I am crying writing this to you and hope that is okay to share, as I know how tender your heart is.
My farming days were before I knew him. He was a total city boy and farming was a complete mystery to him. Not sure what the hay thing was about!