03/14/2026
Love Each Other Deeply From the Heart
My Debbie
It has been a month since my wife went marching home to be with Jesus. I still feel at a loss. I remember the good times and the memories we made together just like they were yesterday. Her warmth and her smile could fill a room, they were infectious. I remember joking with her on her way to many Docter appointments, holding hands; her tiny delicate little hands. She was the social butterfly but would always tell me she was just a delicate little flower. Her hugs for me were like bear hugs, I just melted in her arms. I miss those and her delicate little kisses.
If you didn’t know all the Proverbs 31 posts that I have just recently done were about her, that is how I saw her. She was my own little beauty queen. I remember when she would get up in the morning before she would brush her hair and ask, “how can you love this?” My response was easy, I would tell her, “Baby the only thing on this earth that exceeds your beauty is your heart and soul.” It was the truth. The house isn’t the same without her, neither am I. She was very good at making me feel spoiled, special gifts for no reason, home cooked meals after I got home from work. All of our farm animals had a special love for her also. She would pet the bulls and the chickens, yes the chickens.
My Debbie would always make gifts for everyone for Christmas, she felt it was more meaningful. I miss seeing her sit at one end of the couch crocheting this or that for someone. She was always doing crafts, making extra money for the farm, to help offset our bills. Her tiny hands were always so active doing mostly delicate work. All the time she was battling cancer, Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia. She still carried her smile with her, a heart of gold and such warmth. The dogs are just now getting used to her being gone, but Taz will still wake up in the middle of the night and just stare at where she used to sit, I just walk over and hug him.
There were times when we would go out to eat, and we would by a meal for someone less fortunate. We could be standing in line at the market or wherever and she would turn to the person behind us and pay for what they had as well. I usually got her a smile and sometimes a hug. That is what Debbie did. She tried to bring joy to everyone’s life. Just simple little gestures an her infectious smile.
My Debbie lives on in my heart and with my memories. I should be happy knowing that she is in Heaven with Jesus, but I miss her so much. She would always tell people, “Love each other deeply from the heart.” I thank the Lord and I am so grateful for the time I had with her, although for me it wasn’t long enough. Now I look forward for the day that I will get to join her and Jesus in heaven.
4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not [b]puffed up; 5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, [c]thinks no evil; 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8 Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
My wife has earned her angel wings!
