God's testing me.
by Ron Mueller
I lost my wife in 1986, she was only 39 due to cancer. She was sick only 7 weeks. I was 37 and having a hard time. Three months later I started home visiting with this Priest friend of mine. We would go on my Harley and visit one day a week. I got roses to give out - what a hit that made. About one year later Father and I stopped to visit this lady. She was having trouble after a divorce, and having four children to raise alone was not easy. I reached in my saddle bag and pulled out a pink rose. She looked at me and I was blown away with how I was feeling about her. Less than a year later we were married. Twenty four years later my wife, lover, and best friend had not one, but three strokes. She was totally dependent on me. The Dr.s said, "Don't feed her. Let her die." I told them I was taking her home. And I did. What a beautiful year we had. At first she was able to sing songs with me and tell me about her dreams. Then the third stroke hit. She could not talk. She raised her right thumb up for yes, and she would wink her right eye at other times for yes. At night I changed her pad and turned her. I kissed her on both sides of her cheek and she gave a wink. I can't tell you what that meant to me. Feb. 18, 2012 she gave me a goodbye look and died. How could this happen twice in my life. I am praying God brings me home soon.