Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Have you Noticed
They don't call it remember the precious and wonderful people that you loved and are gone day. They call if Memorial Day. Are we supposed to go to a memorial some where? I think it is too give us a chance to pause and maybe be reflect and definitely think about who is gone from this realm. So what would Father want. He wants me to plant a few things and hope for them to grow. What could be better?
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