Here's a little ditty....

This is the closest I have ever come to writing a "song", "poem", whatever.  For the husband of a wonderful woman and close friend.  She died on Christmas 2014.  He reposted on facebook and didn't think enough of me to give me credit for writing it, so I am, because I wrote it.  Period.  Sticking up for myself this much is actually a big deal for me.  I had always forgiven people who never asked to be.  Was understanding of those who were rude, lied, stole, cheated, when they didn't want to be understood.  I treated people like I would want to be treated, which I understand now, that no one seems to care about the things I do.
Anyway,  food needs to be cooked and the kids who aren't supposed to be talking, can be heard through a few walls and doors and Five Finger Death Punch, so I will be back with more for sure later.

Here's to you Julie Booley Bear.  Rock on on the other side and hold me and my girls close when you see us flailing or falling lol.  Love you.

Dave Ochoa with Brutal Julie Lovelace-Ochoa.
22 hrs · YouTube ·

she comes to me in my sweet dreams, it's not enough i need to be---in the arms of my angel. to smell her hair and feel her there, it was heaven on earth. i'd give it all away just to be---in the arms of my angel.
She's a myth, mysterious and magical. She's more to me than eyes can see. She's far away yet here with me. She's all I ever needed-now a fantasy. I'd take my life so I could be......In the arms of my angel, been thru heaven and hell, in the arms of my angel. move heaven and earth, to be in the arms of my angel. Dear God this hurts-please set me free- to be, in the arms of my angel.  - tami.j.t 2015