My Love is not Known
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Last Updated August 30th, 2010 My B-day and Cremation of Wife...

Debbie Sutor is my wife. She Died August 28th, 2010. I will miss her very much.

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My love is not known

  

I stand beside you lost in a world of emotion, you bring my highs to higher levels, and you caress my sores with sweet appreciation. How I found you is not even known to me, but you fit well… We appreciate the sounds of our souls rubbing beside eachother, We do not fear the feelings of concern or loss because we have faith in the ancients’ A race of people born before our time; therefore, through the many family lines, we have come into existence! Our spirit is Devine, and our love sanctified! Gracious is the ways we enjoy eachother, and God himself would be proud of our prowess!

 

You bring into me all human emotion and make me face the truths about myself. Maybe I do not want to know that there are other ways to look at life; therefore, let us learn from past hates. I have yet to be disappointed by the thoughts that brought me to you. Maybe my life was hard, and even in days of desperation and self revulsion, my hope in your existence did not fade. How great to be rewarded for my faith in you! Without my trust and prayer and work, I would have given up long ago…

 

I decided there is one reason to live, and it is for love. Whatever you call it, it can do no harm. That is true love. We may lose love; we may be lied to about love, but good love will always live in our heart as a healthy memory. It is these memories that the old hold onto as everything else begins to fade. Once a person of youth and in destruction, we become old and detest` the injustice of “merciful” death! Living a good life is its own reward, and I live today to show concern; moreover, I need someone to show concern about me when I am hurting.

 

It is you my love that has taught me the ways of living for the moment. I do not need promises, or failures. I need you. You hold me in the night and take away the loneliness. There are many who choose to be alone, but I am not one of those people. I need and want a mate, someone to be my guide. This is perfection in human relations. And it can only bring joy. I have searched, I have begged, but it only came when I accepted my life and found myself happy in the arms of another. You fill my days with hope as we talk and dance and sing~

 

Thomas A Sutor

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Lompoc CA 93438

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