You surprised me; a mighty Spirit in a fragile body.
I show your smile and I tell your story.
I watch your Swamp Oak tree.
You taught me to live in the moment and to celebrate each day.
You taught me there are no words.
Shall we fly?
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These pics seem very poignant. Fly safely!
Dear Chris,
Our Grandson was born 9 years ago today. He was born with severe spina bifida. He lived 4 1/2 years. He had many challanages as did his parents. He was a little boy with a sweet smile and a loving way. We fly in spirit, always full of care.
Lots of leasons on loving from this little one.
~Q~
Dear Sprite,
Thank you. I feel your kindness.
No words.
Love,
~Q~
Blessings to you Q!
Aunt Sherry,
We miss him.
We love him.
We love you.
-Laurie
Dear Deb,
Thank you. These last 4 1/2 years, since our Grandson died, have been difficult for our son. He misses his little boy. Grief is one of those experiences that each of us who loves has. As we learn about life and actually "know" that each day is a blessing, I think we become aware of how precious all of life truely is. Thus the bee is precious.
Thank you for your care.
~Q~
All of life is to be celebrated.
Hi Laurie,
My goodness it is good to hear from you! My favorite saying now is, "As Henry says, I am glad you are here."
Please give Henry two kisses from us.
Thank you for your love and care.
Sweet bird songs,
~Q~
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