Journal Entry August 1999 (Written while sitting on our front porch in New Mexico)
This morning the rain falls, it has been since about 4:00 a.m. I’ve been up since then. The quiet morning hours are a peaceful wonderful way to start the day. I should do that more often. I love my dear husband. Sometimes we are as fire and ice. Hot tempered and stubborn and too sensitive, (me more the latter). Never the less, he is the love of my life. I must try harder to keep my home beautiful. ~I miss my children when I spend the day cleaning. But alas, there is much work to do; Spiritual, physical and emotional. It is an exhausting job. We have a nice home – a nice life- a hard life, but nice none the less.
Walking Las Cruces
Nearly every night, you and I, hand in hand, would walk our Las Cruces Neighborhood. The neighborhood was set above the city and we would walk the hills surrounded by million dollar homes and watch the beautiful sun set in the beauty of the desert. The Dona Ana mountains in the background lit up in colors of purple, orange, yellow, and blue. We were often walking for 2 hours, loving the view, the cool night air, and each other too much to turn back so soon.
This morning the rain falls, it has been since about 4:00 a.m. I’ve been up since then. The quiet morning hours are a peaceful wonderful way to start the day. I should do that more often. I love my dear husband. Sometimes we are as fire and ice. Hot tempered and stubborn and too sensitive, (me more the latter). Never the less, he is the love of my life. I must try harder to keep my home beautiful. ~I miss my children when I spend the day cleaning. But alas, there is much work to do; Spiritual, physical and emotional. It is an exhausting job. We have a nice home – a nice life- a hard life, but nice none the less.
Walking Las Cruces
Nearly every night, you and I, hand in hand, would walk our Las Cruces Neighborhood. The neighborhood was set above the city and we would walk the hills surrounded by million dollar homes and watch the beautiful sun set in the beauty of the desert. The Dona Ana mountains in the background lit up in colors of purple, orange, yellow, and blue. We were often walking for 2 hours, loving the view, the cool night air, and each other too much to turn back so soon.
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