Here's one of my boy dressing up like a jester at the children's museum with a friend there. They were having so much fun being silly!
Here's another about my angel Bree-Elle. She holds the key to my heart - in heaven. When she died, we bought a special mother and daughter set of bracelets that had a key and a lock on them. She is buried with hers on and I wore mine for a long time - until it broke at Disneyland. It spilled all over and I remember these super nice people helping us pick up beads from the ground. It hurt my heart when it broke and I kept the pieces that we were able to find - but I haven't yet. I just try to remember that my heart holds the real key to her heart... Miss you Bree! Love you.
Credit: Kellybell
Lovely word art. Thank you for sharing your heart. While the entries are sometimes heartrending they are so tenderly written. I can't imagine your loss and the depth of your grief.
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