I sit here this morning waiting for my foster sister, Beth Anne to awake. We have spent the last couple of weeks celebrating the lives of her parents, Kate and Boyd. With them gone we all cling to one other in the love they taught us to give to each other and others. I thought I had cried all the sad and happy tears these pasts weeks; but Tricia you managed to squeeze a few more out. I love your writing and what comes from your pure heart. I can't wait to get a chance to give you a big hug. May your day be a grand one:)
I sit here this morning waiting for my foster sister, Beth Anne to awake. We have spent the last couple of weeks celebrating the lives of her parents, Kate and Boyd. With them gone we all cling to one other in the love they taught us to give to each other and others. I thought I had cried all the sad and happy tears these pasts weeks; but Tricia you managed to squeeze a few more out. I love your writing and what comes from your pure heart. I can't wait to get a chance to give you a big hug. May your day be a grand one:)
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