May God bless you and your...
Perhaps, they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings
where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. --an Eskimo legend
I will miss you, my friend, my buddy. We had a special connection that I miss, and someone who I knew was always in my corner. I look up often at the stars and can guess which one is yours - the brightest - sharing the sky with your parents and my mother who is probably trying to get you to dance.
Rosemary Orsini
January 14, 2009 | Highlands Ranch, CO