Words cannot express the grief I feel as I was not able to meet my precious Grandmother. I had the pleasure of keeping in contact with her Via Skype and the telephone. I pray every night that she will come to me in my dreams so I can finally have the chance to meet her. Ever since I started working I have been trying to save enough money to come and meet her. Unfortunately I was unable to m...
My precious Mother!! There is something about losing my mother that is permanent and inexpressible - a wound that will never quite heal. She is the whisper of the leaves as I walk down the street. She is the smell of certain foods I remember, the flowers we both loved and adored, the fragrance of life itself. She is the cool hand on my brow when I was not feeling well. She was my first love...
From: pennys
Song Name: I'll be home for Christmas
Artist: Bing Crosby
My Aunt always loved this song.
