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Subject: Hearts and Humor - I Don't Want To Let Go - March08, 2007



Happy Wednesday, gang!

Wow!

If the pending members join our fold, we will hit close to

1400 readers.


    It scares me. How can I keep so many readers happy?
   

    I've pondered it. I don't have an answer. I will just

keep on doing what I do.


    I'll do my best. Those of you who joined recently,
   
this story folds in with the latest.


    I love you all, but I love Ginny more.  SMILE
   
   
  If anyone is interested in greeting cards, Ginny

belongs to a group of artists. They've teamed together

to market their products. Check them out at:

http://www.etsygreetings.blogspot.com

    Ginny's cards and other crafts are at:
   
http://www.ginginsgoodies.etsy.com



   




                   I Don't Want to Let Go

    The alarm clock rings again. For the fourth time, I roll and slap
   
the snooze button. My eyes open and see its 6:00 AM. I need to go to

work. My body stiffens with disappointment. I have to get up. In my

mind I think, "No! I don't want to leave her. I don't want to let go!"


    The sun rises; the sky grows brighter; the birds begin to sing;
   
and we slowly rouse from sleep. I have a leg thrown over Ginny's.

She has an arm draped over me. The morning sun warms the room. We

get hot and roll away, but as always, we keep our hands or feet in

contact.


    Without body contact, we get cold again. We roll to each other
   
once more. I'm against her back - one arm under and one arm over.

My leg stretches out and over hers. The warmth once again comforts us.


    Our body heat becomes too much. I roll to the other side. In
   
a few minutes she rolls and snuggles my back. Her hand rests on

my shoulder. I instinctively reach up and hold it.


    The alarm rings again. My free hand slaps the snooze button.
   
I roll back to her - holding her. I smell her hair and feel her

skin against mine. I don't want to let go.


    It's  always the same: we sleep and touch. I feel empty
   
unless I'm touching her. I have work to face, but I don't

want to let go. I want to hold her forever. I hit the snooze

button again and roll back to her, as if I am drawing strength

from her to get me through the day, until I can be home and

in her arms again.


    We begin each day draped over each other. I feel her
   
love and she feels mine. I don't want to let go.


    I never want to let go.


           Michael T. Smith


   I ask you to forward the stories that touch you to
   
your friends. My only request is that you include the link

for your friends to join our family.

To join our family, go to:

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GREAT STORIES.


I love your comments, Send them to msmith4@nj.rr.com.

I'll include some in every post.

Now for some great comments from last week:


Dear Michael,
 
I live in South Africa......a long, long way from where

you are.  I'm one of your new readers who came on

board after reading "The Happiest Day of My Life".  After

sharing yet another of your stories, I want to let you

know how special I think you are.  Your words are so

touching.......it's difficult for me to read through

my tears.

I find it sad, and very frightening at times, that life

passes by so quickly and many precious moments become

only memories in our minds.

It is a privalege to share in your stories.

Kindest regards,
Kim


****************

Congrats! on reaching your goal!! It too was a struggle -

but you have achieved same.

Loved this story - your heart and soul shine throughout it.

Viv

**************

Dear Michael,
 
Your stories are so beautifully written and touching.

Are they true? If so, i thought it's only in movies

that love gives us a second chance-now i know better!  

You are truly fortunate.

Thanks for bringing optimism to love, family & life.

Regards,
Faith-Nairobi, Kenya

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