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Sep 2019
Worth

I remember when i was 8, it was stolen taken from me. When i tried to talk about it, i was silenced. When i turned 17, i joined the army to attain it back, never to be hurt again. At 19, i was deployed in a foreign land, i had gained some back; but there it was all taken away. I tried to reach out and grasp it by reaching out to the president but it was obtained. At 20 i came home to now a foreign land in which i was born with a new illness that kept from what i thought i could reach it again. I married thought i gained some back. Healing began 20 years couch service telling a tale to obtain some. At 42 marriage failed because of growing apart, lost what i attained. At 43 i tried to replace it quickly with a ready made family. Only to have it destroyed over and over again. At 49 traveling with wife and youngest at tow, still trying to find it.
At 50, i found it when a beautiful angel hugged me. Every insecurity, all hope, love, peace came rushing in; i obtained it. Even though, divorce strikes at it. It cannot touch it. For im found worthy of love. Something i desperately needed.
To the beautiful angel, she obtained it too something she had missed all these years. She is worthy of all my love. I so desperately want to show her daily. She and I are worthy. God created us for each other. Broken, bruised but now healing and wholeness bound by love. We are worthy!

Dedicsted to Special K my beautiful angel
TW Rice
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TW Rice  53/M/Edgar, wisconsin
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