My wife was a do’er. She was an art teacher by profession and was on a campaign to make the world more beautiful. Of course, she did that just showing her beautiful, sweet face.
She was mechanically inclined, kinda Tom-boyish and gorgeous at the same time and loved the flower beds and improving her home. I, on the other hand, was terrible at most all that. She was a highly energetic girl and a terrific wife and incredible mother. Our boys show her drive and ambition.
When one wants to discuss God it must always be remembered that it will be reflected in news bites which cannot reproduce the thought involved. There is a good reason that there have been millions of books have been written on the subject. Having the media illustrate religious thought is like a comic book trying to reproduce the Sisten Chapel.
Generate all the “outrage” you like - next month.
I am sure we could get along fine and hash out any apparent differences. I want to agree with all patriots.
Don’t cast your pearls before swine; they will only trample it under. As long as the media are swine, politicians dare not give anything but canned answers.
There are so many things wrong with our system, I don’t know if it’s even possible for this country to be sane again.
Sounds like you knew how to choose a good wife. I’m glad you can see her life reflected in the lives of your sons. You probably don’t see it, but I suspect that the people who knew you both also saw yourself reflected in her life; her life was shaped to fit with yours, and your appreciation for who she was had to have been a source of encouragement and strength for her.