Contemplations

  My sister, Marilyn, an Amazing Overcomer My sister, Marilyn Cockrum, is a twin. Her twin, Carolyn Petersen, is still living but in a different location: heaven. They are/were identical. (Carolyn has a new body and a new name.) They were born premature and weren’t expected to live but they did. The earliest memory I have of them was them jumping off of our tall piano onto a wooden rocking chair. They were as cute as could be but were hyper and needed constant watching when they were little. Even so, they got through their childhood without any broken bones or major injuries. Carolyn did have encephalitis one summer and spent time in Children’s Hospital in St. Louis. She was about 8 or 9.                 They were femme fatales in high school but they were still fun-loving daredevils. They loved riding motorcycles. Both of them were witty and they were good singers. Carolyn sang lead and Marilyn sang harmony. Mom sang too and played the piano by ear. The twins enjoyed each other’s

 40 WAYS TO KEEP HER LOVE COMMUNICATE. This is a big one. Tell her "Good Morning" when you awaken, good-bye when you leave, and at least "Hello" when you get home. Ask her how her day was.  Kiss her when you leave the house and when you get home. Tell her the highlights and lowlights of your day. Never humiliate her. Build her up; never make fun of her ambitions. Don't use her to get your laughs. Compliment her often -- and mean it. Don't use crude or filthy language in front of her. Show respect to her. Be truthful. Don't yell. Be a good listener. Don't focus on one point and ignore the other points. Don't begrudge the money you spend on her and/or the kids. Be the spiritual leader of the family. Don't show dislike for her meal(s). Buy her a present on special occasions such as Christmas, Valentine's Day and Mother's Day. Don't oogle at other women. Ignore them. Have eyes only for her. Never make her walk behind you. Do your part