Wednesday, November 20, 2013
It's hard to hear talk about peace and angles and heaven when you've got a big hole where your heart used to be.
So I want do happy talk.
I'll only say
I'm praying for you, and I wish you
didn't have to say good-bye.
So sweetie hold all your sweet memory's close and dear to you because LOVEING your child means you don't say good-bye mommy see again.
Praying for peace sweetie
