(揭发:吾乃语言上的巨人,行动上的矮子,深受Easier said than done流毒之害,已不可救药。 )
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I'm not going to sing praise to my late husband, not today. Neither will I talk about how good he was. Enough people has done that here. Instead,I want to talk about some things would make some of you feel a bit uncomfortable. First off, I want to talk about what happened in bed.
Everyone has difficulty starting your car engine in the morning. Horrrrr Kaaaaaa Keeeeee Horrrrr Gaaaaaa. That's exactly what David snoring sounded like.
But wait, snoring wasn't everything.There was also this rear end wind action going on as well. Some nights it would be so forceful, it would wake him up. "What was that?" he would ask. "Oh, it's the dog. " I would say. "Go back to sleep dear. "
All you might find these all very funny, but toward the end of his life,when his illness was at his worst, these sounds indicated to me that my David was still alive. And I wouldn't give just to hear those sounds again before I sleep.
In the end, it is these small things you remember, the little imperfections that make them perfect for you. So to my beautiful children, I hope one day you too find yourselves life partners who are as beautifully imperfect as your father was to me.