It's a Love Story
I had been a widow for nearly nine years and decided that I didn't want to be alone for the rest of my life. I had a lot of love to give and I wanted to share it with someone who not only needed it, but wanted it and would not take it for granted. I spent a lot of time at a sanctuary on the edge of town that I called "Serenity Hills". I would go there and walk with my dog and at some point lie down in the tall grass to listen to the wind. It was there that I would imagine who my husband would be. I often took my journal with me to write thoughts as they came to mind and I would pray. One day while I was lying there I began to pray for my "husband". I wasn't dating anybody and I didn't even know any single men at the time. But I wanted to be sure that I was ready and that when the time came that I would not throw what love I had inside to someone who wasn't deserving. I wanted to know that what love I had left would not be taken for granted or