I rock them to sleep with spoken lullabies of love. Love that never fails and endures through time.
The love of their mother who prays to be enough.
The love of Grandparents in heaven who are always near.
And the greatest Love of all. The Love that heals broken hearts and dreams. The Love that soothes fears and promises a life complete. The Love that brings light to the dark and joy to the sad.
Their lullaby is a story of children loved so deeply on both sides of the veil.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Oh, Christmas Tree
Decorating the Christmas tree in 80 degree weather was weird.
3 comments:
I count Five Stockings! I'm going to tell EVERYONE you're pregnant! No..No I wont. I remember being scared of you the first time....
That's a good story to start!
David, David, David...you count 5 stockings because MELANEE is coming for Christmas this year...you should be afraid...very afraid...
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