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By ladyinwaiting Date: 2003 Jun 20 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.20.14.38.5279]] |
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At her birth she was the most perfect gift. So beautiful. As the weeks continued she proved to be the most perfect child, a real gift, an angel gift. Then suddenly, on Good Friday as the sun set, it happen. She stopped breathing. This was just the beginning of many trials to come. As the years passed we finally reached the moment in time when I thought all problems were behind us. Then the news came, leukemia. I was angry once again, how can you give me something so beautiful and take her away, she is mine, you can not have her. But you quietly whispered to me She is mine, I loaned her to you to love. She is still on loan, and I am still loveing her. Thank you for the journey. |