It's hard, I know. I miss my mom. She's been gone 3 years last month, now living up high without any more pain and suffering. For that I am grateful. Rebecca
Oh Karla, life can be hell for those who love and have loved.
The price of love is high, but well worth it.
Jesus will/does tell you that. Look what He did for it.
I think your Daddy had two special gifts!!!! xxx
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on September 23, 2010
Karla, it ok to remember them like this. Just know that they see and watch over you always
Karla this is so very beautiful pulled right at my heart strings, I am sorry you miss your Daddy, I miss Nonna and Mimmi but God has helped me through!!!
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Carry the torch of a life gone, keeping the spirit alive and vivid. May beautiful memories encompass your being always and a bright candle for your father's birthday...
Be always safe,
Karen
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 22, 2010
There are something that just never go away. I relate to this.
So sad, Karla; this poem made me cry! Powerful emotions here; I miss him too! Heartfelt write, and that picture is so beautiful! Very well penned/imaged; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *Tears!*
I can see that you had a very good relationship with your Daddy.
I never really knew mine. He passed away when I was five.
My mother was never the same after that.
You are so lucky to have had him as long as you did.
I shall say a prayer for you and your daddy.
Inspiring poem.
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Best regards
David
May I say Happy Birthday to your Dad, Karla?
peace, Carole~
Such a loving tribute from a daughter.
John
The price of love is high, but well worth it.
Jesus will/does tell you that. Look what He did for it.
I think your Daddy had two special gifts!!!! xxx
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *Tears!*
I never really knew mine. He passed away when I was five.
My mother was never the same after that.
You are so lucky to have had him as long as you did.
I shall say a prayer for you and your daddy.
Inspiring poem.
Ciao,
Ragno Donna