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Separate Lives and Lives Separated
by Sherry A. Jackman
04/10/08
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Separate Lives

Heís not here any more. Bill collectors or others
call for Mr. R. J. He doesnít live here. Heís in a
Nursing home. This is his wife, may I help you?
They hang up. Wife goes back to her chores.

Taking out the trash, cause hubbyís not here
Washing the dishes, cause heís not here
Feed and water cat, cause heís not here
Let cat in and out, cause heís not here

Do all the grocery shopping, cause heís not here
Check oil in car, put in gas, cause heís not here
Cancel cable TV., canít afford it, cause heís not here
Turn off second phone line, cause heís not here

Cook meals for only one, cause heís not here
Try and get everything done, cause heís not here
Need to sell motor home, cause heís not here
Canít afford to license it, cause heís not here

Need to clean out the garage, cause heís not here
Sons leave their stuff at Momís, cause Dadís not here
Donít call to see if Momís okay, cause Dadís not here
Her friends do that, anyway, cause Dadís not here

She now has peace & quiet, cause Dadís not here
No one to complain to, cause Dadís not here
She can sing all she wants, cause Dadís not here
Laugh really loud and crazy, cause Dadís not here

Neighbors donít seem to notice, that Dadís not here
Children donít come by to visit, their Dadís not here
Mom doesnít seem to matter, cause Dadís not here
She can get by just fine, even though Dadís not here


Lives Separated

They called January 8th, I was asleep, worked 22 days straight
I checked my voice mail But when I did it was quite late,
I wasnít awake when they took him to the hospital
What could I have done, drove half asleep
And got in a wreck, not arriving there at all
I got chewed out by my sister-in-law nurse
I wasnít allowed a lifeósick husbands should come first
They didnít know the neglect for 39 years endured
Because alcoholism was denied, and certainly not cured

He made his choices to drink and eat sweets
And 8 inch wide patties of fat sausage meats
He chose not to walk or keep up his strength
I urged and I prayed and waited the length
Of time that it took for his heart to give out
For I knew he was dying, was certain, no doubt
I tried to help my sons get prepared
For life without Dad, once he wasnít there
Guilt tries to attack me, to say you failed your spouse
You werenít a good wife, you were truly a louse
But I know the truth and so do close friends
When diabetes and alcohol make no amends
To lengthen a life with such a weak heart
God wonít agree if we donít keep our part
Obey His commands, follow the rules he sets down
Ev chose his own path, wouldnít be turned around
Chose to ignore loving advice or to pray
And now heís been gone for 5 weeks and one day

Whether he gave his heart and life to God in the end
I donít know, I have other souls to attend
I prayed faithfully, yet couldnít decide his fate
Nor override his free will, I was merely his mate
I stuck by him through house fires and other disasters,
Long-term illness, wrecked cars, insurance rose faster
Than I could keep up with, and refused to let him drive
And you see now heís gone, his heart couldnít survive
All the alcohol abuse and other insults
When you choose to eat wrong, deathís the final result
Iím left all alone, except for God, to clean up his mess
And to cope with the bills and the unending stress
But Godís my Heavenly Father and Iím in His Care
And a divine plan for me He will certainly share
As I trust in Him and lean on His holy word
Cause you see, long ago, I gave my life to the Lord
And Iím living for him and still moving forward
I didnít die when my spouse breathed his last breath
My heart still beats on and wonít join his in death
God has lots of work down here for me to do
And a Long life ahead before itís all through
Iím trusting in Jesus and praying each day
That a mountain of debt He will soon take away
He is my provider, my lover, my friend
And Heavenís my home when itís time for my end







If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

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