On day 206, beginnings, endings, and what lies in between...

Our lives continue on, while the memories roll in our our minds like an old classic movie as each of us ponders what the Director is trying to show us.
Both Barbara and I have shared with you our rocky beginnings with both of us bringing baggage to the table....neither of us with any kind of a firm foundation.
Must confess I was a hopeless romantic.....(picture the fool walking off the cliff.) Remembering tonight the first song I shared with her the night after we met and telling her that this song reminded me of the two of us...did not realize then that this was the truth....that would someday end.



Much of what lies between,  and our earthly parting you know....Torrid romance, countless children-grandchildren, successes, failures, trials, tribulations, triumphs, sorrows, regrets,but in retrospect always a Hope for the future.
What I need to share with you tonight is that in the reality of our everyday life we had conflict and contention....we were both very strong willed and butted heads over the most trivial of matters but never quarreled over the big ones. God always had us on the same page over the things that really mattered....In truth, we never went a day without reconciliation. (For you men, that requires a humble heart and prayer at the beginning and ending of each day.)
Our ending here was in the love of a perfect hour that we'd never had before..... So interesting in life...that so many of our hopes, aspirations, and expectations that never actually become reality....But God in His goodness gives us things to treasure beyond anything we could possibly expect.
Barbara would be 65 this Sunday......So glad she got to sing "When I'm 64" and to hear my affirmative response. She's in Eternity now, about her Father's business.....as we should be about His here earthside.  Which reminds me, time to put the Boyz to bed...
"God's given us years of happiness here..
    Now we must part
And as the Angels come and call for you...
   The pains of grief tug at my heart....."
In His grip,
Papa Tripp