May God bless you and your...
Its been over a year since you left and still every time I feel the wind ruffling up my hair or hear it pushing through the trees,I know you are near. The moon in all its phases reminds me of you. Every time I spot a deer or hear an owl in the stillness of the night, I know you keep reminding me you're near. I've got journals full of reminders, Con. Thanks, and thank you for my gift.
Carlyn Gilmore
February 05, 2004 | Eagan, MN


