Before I met Anita, I felt like a balloon – shiny and fun on the outside but hollow on the inside. Then I met Anita and she immediately saw inside of me and said, “No, the inside is the best bit.” And I believed her.
Because she believed in me, I believed in myself. I learned to like myself. And we grew…together. And with God’s help we grew to be the great people God wanted us to be.
Now she’s gone.
She is gone
But she was here
and her memory is still heavy in the air
oh what a taste
of human love
now she’s gone and it don’t matter anymore.
Passing dreams
in the night
and it was more than just a woman and a man
it was love
without device
And my heart will never be the same again
Love that Willie Nelson..do you remember going to his concert in Lincoln? I was remembering a time in Chicago when you and Anita each took a baby (Ben and Julia) in your laps and read books before bed. When finished “reading” with you, they both went to bed without complaint. Anita’s reading voice sounded like a song to me; she was so happy being in the moment with her family.