She sent me this when the raw, clawed away at my soul.  When the fog was thick and the missing of my son crippled my daily intake of breathing.  She was my rock.  Always there.  Encouraging.  Leading me to the cross.  She made music where there was chaos. And now it's been a year since she has danced on the streets of gold.  And I miss her.  ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Say In A Whisper, I'll See You Soon,  Because It's Not Really Good Bye February 8, 2015 See you soon I ... View Post