Tag Archives: Wife

Remembering Barbara Gatewood

Posted on May 21, 2016 by Tim Gatewood

Remembering Barbara Gatewood (Remarks given at her funeral by her husband) My mother said she had never heard of a husband giving remarks at his wife’s funeral. Well, Barbara and I were science fiction fans, commonly called nerds, and we … Continue reading →

Posted in Family, General Sharing | Tagged Barbara Gatewood, death, funeral, grief, joy, laughter, Life, smart, sweet, warrior, Wife, wit, words | 34 Comments

Joy and Grief

Posted on April 2, 2016 by Tim Gatewood

Back on Christmas Eve, I posted a poll asking my readers to pick from a list of shared topics, promising to write a post in response to the winners. The top choice was Joy and Grief. So, this is a … Continue reading →

Posted in General Sharing | Tagged cooking, grief, hospital, joy, married life, medical care, St Francis Hospital, St Thomas Hospital, stroke, Wife | 19 Comments

That Moment When… #3 – On Marriage

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Tim Gatewood

That Moment When… You realize that you will fulfill every vow you made at your wedding if you’re fortunate enough to stay married for the rest of your life. I promise to love, honor, and respect you. I take you … Continue reading →

Posted in Family, That Moment When | Tagged family, health, honesty, honor, husband, joy, Love, marriage, poor, respect, rich, sickness, vows, wedding, Wife | 12 Comments

Gratitude and Letting Go

Posted on October 11, 2015 by Tim Gatewood

I posted articles here recently about journaling and the idea that really sparked those for me was a comment about a gratitude journal. I started one, only mine had to be different, so it’s a gratitude and letting go journal, … Continue reading →

Posted in General Sharing, Rants and Raves, Writing | Tagged anger, annoyance, bad parker, gratitude, gratitude journal, hospital, journal, Kroger, Kroger employee, letting go, nursing home, rage, Wife | 3 Comments

When It Rains

Posted on September 28, 2015 by Tim Gatewood

When it rains in the morning, I think of the yard cats who will run away from the patio into the rain when I round the corner of the house with their daily food and water; of the kids standing … Continue reading →