A Happy Marriage Is The

Death - Death Can Be Faced, Dealt With, Adjusted To, Outlived. It's The Not Knowing That Destroys Interminably... This Being Suspended In Suspense; Waiting - Weightless, How Does One Face The Faceless, Adjust To Nothing? Waiting Implies Something To Wait For. Is There? There Is One. One Who Knows... I Rest My Soul On That.

Love Without Clinging, Cry If You Must, But Privately Cry, The Heart Will Adjust.

A Happy Marriage Is The Union Of Two Good Forgivers.

If I Cannot Give My Children A Perfect Mother I Can At Least Give Them More Of The One They've Got--and Make That One More Loving. I Will Be Available. I Will Take Time To Listen, Time To Play, Time To Be Home When They Arrive From School, Time To Counsel And Encouerage.

My Job Is To Take Care Of The Possible And To Trust God With The Impossible.