Yesterday, Linda told me how deeply she loves me. It has now sunk in, and it brings tears to my eyes.
She once told me, at that moment in the Cotton bowl (texas jam, 1982), she first looked into my eyes and fell in love (Journey was playing, and I think Linda had a tiny crush on Steve. I hate him).
I was 20, and I was running wild in Dallas, Texas. My direction was set that day. I wonder why I have everything in a person, I'm nothing special, although Linda makes me feel that way, 24/7. Is it luck? A religiou awakening? What....
in 1982-, She drove from Mckinney Tx. to Tulsa to see me while managing jobs, school and Chris. She even tried to "save me" when she pushed me away after her medical report came back positive in Tulsa. She told me to stay in Tulsa. I stayed with her and moved to Blue Ridge, Texas, and our life together took a new meaning (Texas, that is). Her love for me has never flickered.
I can't wait for her to wake up. I want to tell her how much I love her..............
