My Dream

My dream is to be able to take my humble woman, and place her in a home she can be inspired in. Pictures of our parents as far back as we can remember them, hanging in prominent places through the front of the house. Gardens where food is grown in abundance and self sustainable in every way. I would like to call my kids, those humble enough to receive my help, and put them in houses so that their struggle can be minimalised. All my grandkids live with their mothers in houses where they get to live without the threat of moving. After I have taken care of mine, I would like to seek out orphans and Widows where ever I can find them, and show them some love. I can't imagine receiving a call saying your provider is dead. Oh the difficulty it must be to go through what women in these circumstances must go through. So, yes...let me bare some of the burden they must carry. To find an orphan, and without intimidating them, ask for their dreams and or desires and watch for the smiles that are now lost behind their worries. Finally, to have my own home a place where my wife and I can stay until our last breath by care givers who have been a custom to our likes and taste long enough where they already know how to care for us. And make sure that after the last death of either me or my wife, money can be there for them enough for three years out. Why? Because if I die before my wife and she becomes a widow, I want to make sure no one takes her out of her house and the care givers know, three years pay rides on her staying till her last breath. I have had a full life, and know I have done enough bad not to go to hell unprepared. I pray God will remember me in spite of who I was... Nj 

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