Father’s Day 20th June

Sunday and Fathers day as well, we all have to relax sometime. The boys gave me Gardening gloves, connector for my hosepipe and a watering can, complete with rose attachment. Are they trying to tell me something or is it just love.

This day started with Michael's paper round and then on to a walk on the beach. Some might say this is so mundane, but, and there is a but, this is a time of the week when the three of us are together. Robert joins us for the walk on the beach and we really enjoy that time as well. From there it is on to Tesco, for our Sunday breakfast then shopping and the day begins. Except this is a special day, wedding anniversary day, we have been together for 20 years and I still pinch myself.
I remembered in Tesco and Susan remembered last week and then forgot. This is because everyday is a celebration, of our love and friendship. Those two go hand in hand, without the one the other will wilt and die.

Susan see the clouds from here................

Clouds are not the puffs of angels, you know. They're only clouds. Friendly sometimes, but you can never be sure.
If I had longer arms, I'd push the clouds away, or make them hang above the water somewhere else. But, I'm just a man, who needs and wants mostly things he'll never have, looking for that thing hardest to find – himself. I've been going a long time now, and along the way I've learned a few things. You have to make the good times yourself. Take the little times and make them big times, and save the times that are alright for those that aren't so good. I've never been able to push the clouds away by myself, you always helped.

I know you all want to say this to the one you love, sometimes we get choked up, sometimes we remember but time steals the right moment. There is no time and there is no moment, all there is, is now.