I have lost count The number of times I catch myself smiling Just because you are mine! ~Susan McMillan
March 31st 8 years ago was that day; a special day for our family! My dearest baby girl, Today is one of the many Reminders of the day I held “sunshine” in my arms; you my little girl . You are growing You are blooming And it’s beautiful and exciting to watch day by day.…… Continue reading Baby girl turns 8!
I wanna Be the words To every poem you write… So he said ~Susan McMillan
Come on love, let me hold your hand in mine… ~Susan McMillan
I crumble like thin ice when in your arms. ~Susan McMillan
Here we are Sitting and talking about the future Like we own tomorrow Raising our children Holding hands and kissing Laughing as we joke about old age; My corrupted mind lingers off…… Wondering if we’ll indeed age hand in hand . Oh my Micheal My friend My love My dearest husband Let’s age together; u…… Continue reading To my husband
During our childhood days, we tend to observe or rather study our parents; their marriage relationship and the eye catching details of it. The good and bad we absorb waiting for a replay in our own lives. One may deny the fact that as children we will or rather try to mimic what we see…… Continue reading Marriage Without Mentors