It seems to follow me like a little black Rain Cloud. Today we lost a dear friend of my husband's family, of our family. He was an angel in disguise. I love him dearly. I think 65 is JUST TOO YOUNG to be called back home! M.S....we will miss seeing your happy face. Thank you for always coming to see me at the hospital when I had the babies. For always telling me that I was beautiful and that my husband was a lucky man. You had so many trials in this life, and yet you were the pinnacle of happiness and gratitude. I love you and P.J. Your smile, joy and laughter warm me like the summer sun. I know we were friends before we came to this earth, I know we will meet again some day...I just wish we weren't apart for so long now. Forgive us that life was busy and that our stage of life didn't allow us to be with you more. My sweetheart looks forward to a day when you can go golf together ALL DAY LONG! Heaven wouldn't be heaven without a golf day for the two of you! Give my love to my parents...and if there really is one more baby girl waiting to come to us...I could use some inspiration and a swift kick in the seat...I am sitting on the fence. May all your yesterdays warm you with sweet memories while you and P.J. are separated. Thank heaven she is yours forever...grateful to know about that beautiful plan of forever. Love you always and forever!
Note to self and anyone listening...what I said the other day about not ever being able to say "I Love You" too much...it was true...it was all true. Don't delay.
Changing the world...ONE letter at a time!