Always With Love

Always With Love

BR Chitwood

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It is difficult to imagine where I would be in this life without the woman in the picture above, my wife, assuming my existence in this life at this point in time.

Sure, it is just another sentimental prosing of a hopeless ‘Romantic’, but this lady, Julie Anne, is all the trumpeting I’m doing here, and, more. She has been with me through the writing of twenty books in different genres, hundreds of blog posts, short stories, and flash fiction, reading it all, offering helpful comments along with her praise…in the meantime, preparing our meals, caring for our pets, and still managing to be a mother to our many children.

My immersion in the writing brings at times outbursts and childish behavior…she simply smiles gently and wanders off to tackle other chores.

Now, near the final years of aging, I still do some writing. Julie Anne does a lot with her genealogy efforts, communicating with people from all over the globe…Genealogy fascinates her, and her glee in finding new people who belong to her ‘tree’.

Julie has written about the pets we have owned through the years – “Animal Crackers in My Bed” (the book is on Amazon).

She has also compiled a history book – “The World After World War 1” (a ‘Tome’, really) of letters written by her grandmother and two sisters of her grandmother. One of the sisters serving overseas in the Red Cross during ‘World War One’. The letters brilliantly depict the history of the time – 1918-1921…also on Amazon. (A copy of one of the letters, written by James Thurber to the Red Cross sister, was acquired by Ohio State University for their historic documents of major importance.

Julie is a unique and beautiful lady, and, for some forty years, she has been there to help and encourage me in my writing, to love me, and a mom of the highest order… I am a most lucky man…

BRC

https://brchitwood.com

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom

 Happy Mother’s Day, Mom

By a Grateful Son

 We have not figured out this riddle down here, Mom:

The mood shifts,

The happy faces,

The lonely times,

The Haves

The Have Nots,

The Love,

The Hate,

The Good,

The Evil.

Hearkens me back to Childhood days with you, Mom:

Boarding house days,

Your home cooking,

Your long work hours,

Your difficult choices,

Your body bruises,

Your reassuring smiles,

Your devotion to God,

Your heart’s charity,

Your devotion to Family.

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Your Love was shown in so many ways, Mom:

Through the gentle bedtime caress,

Through the selfless hours of toil,

Through the Faith you never lost,

Through countless heart agonies,

Through days of grievous pain,

Through a tangled life and time,

Through courage and hardship,

Through unimaginable sorrow,

Through all seasons and times.

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My wish is that you know my forever Love,

There, where you now abide with God.

There in a safe and sacred dimension,

There in the Love and Grace you sought.

There surely where you can now smile,

There where you watch in milli-seconds,

There where the good and righteous dwell,

There where Mortals can only imagine,

There where Earth’s mysteries are riddles no more,

There I wish to be with you and eternal Love.

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In Memory of my departed Mom

By BR Chitwood – May 10, 2020

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