爱华网I am not going to sing praises for my late husband.Not today. Neither am I going to talk about how good he was. Enoughpeople had done that here. Instead, I want to talk about somethings that will make some of you feel a bit uncomfortable.Firstoff, I want to talk about what happen in bed. Ever had difficultystarting your car engine in the morning? CWOOOK CREEEK CWAAAAKCROOOOOOOAK. Well, that's exactly what David's snoring soundedlike. But, wait. Snoring wasn't everything.There was also thisrear-end wind action going on as well. Some nights, it would be soforceful that it would wake him up. "What was that?"he would ask."Oh, it's the dog," I would say, "go back to sleep, dear."Oh, youmight find this all very funny but towards the end of his life,when his illness was at his worst, these sounds indicated to methat my David was still alive. And what I wouldn't give just tohear those sounds again before I sleep. In the end, it's thesesmall things that you remember. The little imperfections that makethem perfect for you.So, to my beautiful children, I hope one day,you too will find yourselves life partners who are as beautifullyimperfect as your father was to me.
