Good evening. Friday blog. I heard an old Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers song the other day. One I have not heard in a long time. Take the time to read the words, very much Denny and I. We didn’t always act like we were in love, but we were always. We really put each through some rough stuff. When push came to shove, our love never stopped. If anything it grew stronger through our trials. When the dust started to settle, Denny became very ill. I had to get through my issues quickly. The Parkinson’s diagnosis came in 2014. You cannot prepare yourself for that either. After years of turmoil, our love grew in ways that one cannot imagine, unless you have been there. It wasn’t Aruba, but it was real love, the kind Jesus talks about. The loving, forgiving, understanding, Jesus please carry me kind! My heart and outlook on life is forever changed, because of Parkinson’s and what it did to all of us. Especially Denny and I. Sitting together holding hands in countless hospitals and homes and our last months together in this bedroom! Now, I treasure every moment we were given so I could take care of him! God and His plan carried us through! To the end! Thank you Jesus! Good night. God bless!❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️





