Joy is out ahead of us. Joy is waiting for us in that land where death and loss and grief is just a memory.
I had to put my ear next to my sister's lips to hear her last words. She whispered "It won't be long. We'll all be together, and we'll be dancing." I treasure that moment, and that hope. 😊💖
I had to put my ear next to my sister's lips to hear her last words. She whispered "It won't be long. We'll all be together, and we'll be dancing." I treasure that moment, and that hope. 😊💖