Sunday, March 9, 2008

Flowers work together why cant we


I was 10. Could not spell, and was in a lot of pain. But I found this tonight. The 10 year olds version of what happened to my aunt. The story ends with "I ran upstairs and told God I loved Aunt Julie and that he should tell Aunt Julie that. I told him to look after her for me and to keep telling her that everyone here will always remember her and cherish there time together."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Stopping in to say "hello"! How're you doing Stef?

dave said...

beautiful words, stef.