Sunday 13th December
.
Grief walks with me
Alongside
No longer weighing
Heavily
But still there
Nonetheless
.
Thinking of you my darling
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Grey, misty, overcast this morning
Sunday 13th December
.
Grief walks with me
Alongside
No longer weighing
Heavily
But still there
Nonetheless
.
Thinking of you my darling
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Grey, misty, overcast this morning
I’m grateful that the weight has lifted. God bless you!
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Thank you so much.
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Thank you very much.
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