Those things that became our deep friendship. I came from a different background and experience – at least, I thought so at the time. I was young and absolutely wrapped up in my own tragedy. I wept for you, your loss, Tess' loss and now I need to apologize for my stupidity. While I was looking at that specific picture, I couldn't hold back my tears. In the picture your young, smiling, beautiful face peeks out from the side of Tess' smiling face. ![]() That was 10 years ago the same time as one of the photos on the quilt. I have a confession to make, and it is one that I absolutely regret. But while I was sitting with you, holding your hand and looking at the quilt pinned up on the wall within your sight, I was looking at the picture of you from a long time past. You were not aware enough to hear all my words this past weekend. ![]() Time stops for no one and time is quickly approaching my last chance to tell you the things I have in my head.
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