The most precious gift Christopher and his girls.
In my podcast with @naomhmce she asked how I managed to do certain things, such as go to a wedding of Christopher’s best.
I told her I do it for Christopher, because he can’t, and I told her of a poem I read, that for me explains how I do everything and why.
Here is that poem .
To honor you, I get up everyday and take a breath.
And start another day without you in it.
To honor you, I laugh and love with those who knew your smile
And the way your eyes twinkled with mischief and secret knowledge.
To honor you, I take the time to appreciate everyone I love,
I know now there is no guarantee of days or hours spent in their presence.
To honor you, I listen to music you would have liked,
And sing at the top of my lungs, with the windows rolled down.
To honor you, I take chances, say what I feel, hold nothing back,
Risk making a fool of myself, dance every dance.
You were my light, my heart, my gift of love, from the very highest source.
So everyday, I vow to make a difference, share a smile, live, laugh and love.
Now I live for us both, so all I do, I do to honor you..
Link to podcast on stories .
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