A story about dreams coming true, lessons learned during the wait for them, and healed hearts we continue to hope for.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
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I have been racking my brain trying to figure out what has got both of my girls in their own seperate kinds of "stuckness".
It hit me today.
Like a thousand tons of bricks.
Their Amama died in the Fall.
An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break. -An ancient Chinese Proverb
We fall apart in the early winter. Hugs to you momma!
ReplyDeleteMy son weeps for 'no obvious reason' in the spring - - except the paperwork states the obvious. Stay strong for their healing.
ReplyDeleteTough stuff for sure...
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