Guard Wife lost her Grandmother...
I never know what to say.
But I think this song introduced to me by Tammi is a good one for today....
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3 comments:
Thank you. I don't know what to say either which is why the blog hasn't been updated in a few days...I'm sure I'll figure out something.
I was listening to this song early in the morning this week at work.
It gives me peace. I hope it does the same for her....
In the end, all we have is hope helped along by our dreams and imagination.
Memories salve the loss of a loved one and must suffice as we ponder GOD's love and patience. The picture of PN, her smile in full blossom, is a hint of what it will be like to gaze on his countenance.
Peace to the family!
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