She wears it so beautifully doesn’t she, her pain… Always smiling, always positive…. always happy to help… It’s like a garment perfectly tailored to fit the way she carries it… with a touch of grace… and the quietness of that sad smile…. All so you’d neve
It was a surreal period in time. No one can even try to imagine what it is like until they also are forced to endure it. This day for me as 23 years ago on May still feels wrong that my dad died that many years ago.