I can’t tell you how many times someone has stopped to look at my sweet daughter and tell me, “She looks exactly like a little baby doll!” She has big blue eyes, fair skin, long light brown hair that curls in the back and a perfectly smooth, round face. She’s got white diamond stud earrings,… Continue reading My daughter, the doll.
Death is simple, it takes no effort at all. So do not fill the air with sorrow and sad faces. See, because dying doesn’t really count. It doesn’t change who I was or who I will continue to be to you. My place in your life is still as it was before. Everything will remain the… Continue reading I’ll be seeing you.