R.H. Snow's Blog, page 6

FATHER's DAY TRIPTYCH

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published~~~~~Portrait of a Man; Three Layers of Light and Dust- Father’s Day Triptych.

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On my Family Ofrenda, a Portrait of my Father's Heart; on the table beside it, a Portrait of his Spirit... the third, a Portrait of his Mind-

These tell you everything you need to know about the Man. I was Blessed.

The years come and go- and still I love you, Daddy💖

A PORTRAIT OF A MARRIAGE

My favorite portrait of us is not my favorite because I look good in it- I’m not even in it. It’s not because we look happy, or because it’s a wonderful memory -

it’s April 2023. I’m not in front of the Camera, I’m behind it, and you are fighting for your life.

You’ve already died once. You coded on the Helicopter after I helped load you onto it, following your ejection from the fire truck. Your amazing Medical Team revived you, popped chest tubes into you, then transferred you thanks to Family and Friends who moved heaven and earth to get you out of the ER and into ICU.

In this portrait, you have 27 broken bones, two collapsed lungs, a shattered spine and ribcage, a compound femur fracture, internal bleeding, and we are anticipating the signs of massive brain trauma, as evidenced by the blood in your ears.

18 hours after your wreck, we are awaiting your first trauma surgery. You’ve managed to live through the night, but you are not yet stable; but we cannot wait. You are going to die unless you go into surgery.

We don’t know it yet, but you will spend the next two and a half weeks on life support. We don’t know if you will ever walk again, if you will ever be able to speak, or swallow, or even breathe; we don’t if you will be wheeled out of ICU in a coffin or spend your life in a geri-chair and I don’t care because I just want you to by God LIVE…

and you and I will have the longest, most expensive and most spiritual vacation we will ever experience, at Baylor Hillcrest in Waco.

In this portrait, I do not know the way ahead, and I am clinging to Family, Friends and Jesus Christ; but I still fear evil, for the Valley of the Shadow is a dark, dark place.

Then you raised your hand, giving me a thumbs up - and a defiant grin.

There will never be another portrait that so poetically portrays our marriage than this photo of you. Lying there absolutely shattered, the world in chaos, with everything we know and love on the line…

then you raised your hand in triumph, a smile on your face, and Christ in your heart.

The years come and go; challenges will arise, complications will occur and storms will roar, sundering earth and sky -

but when you walk into the room tonight with three decades of marriage worn on your body like a boxer’s scars, know that I carry my own - and each scar was worth the pain, worth the cost, just to see that smile;

a portrait of a Marriage, etched upon my Heart.

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NORMANDY LEGACY

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGod bless them all; the ones who never came home, who graced the soil of France with the Blood of Heroes;God bless them all, the ones who were hurt, whose broken bodies bore the Scars of Sacrifice;God bless them all, the ones who walked away, whose hearts carried the Weight of War;We commend their souls to God and their memory to our minds, the Legacy of No Greater Love.https://x.com/SoldiersWhisper/status/1930640747197309198 Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedhttps://x.com/bcroyxan11/status/1930738371074171289

R. H. Snow’s Deep Thoughts from the Dubble-wide of DOOM thanks you for reading this post💖

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This Long Journey

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI can clearly seethe Valley of the Shadowin the hills ahead -the road runs through it.It cannot be avoided;there are no detourson this long journey...the Valley of the Shadowis on the way Home.So let there be Light,a thousand sparkling candlescarried by Pilgrims;and let there be Song,the music of our voicesringing in the night...we are wanderershand in hand, all together -finding our way Home. Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published.

NaNoWriMo is NoMo

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWhat started in beauty ended in shame, for those who would rule it just fanned the flame;Ashes to ashes, and dust back to dust - Lessons in Leadership: don't blindly trust💔 Jon asks the important questions

BOOK LAUNCH

I LOVE Y’ALL SO MUCH!

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published⚡️A Wreck ⚡️A Death⚡️A Heart AttackNONE of these could stop me from writing WATCHER of the DAMNED - with God as my Witness and Rock, CABALLEROS del CAMINO -the 8th book of franchise - is finally published💖😭💖If I can do it, you can too.⚡️NEVER SURRENDER⚡️

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FREEDOM'S CHILD

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedIt was 2006, and my Daughter was outside the wire in Iraq. I was driving back from town, having sent packages to her APO when heard Billy Joe Shaver singing, "Freedom's Child was laid to rest, singing Freedom's song"...and I had to pull over, because I couldn't stop sobbing. All these years later, I still remember; How close she came- the bomb that hit her convoy, that helicopter flight she didn't take, the shell that missed...then I remember the ones who were with her, who never came home. To all the Veterans and Military Families out there, who cannot 'celebrate' this Memorial Day- you have my love eternal. I will never forget.

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