Wednesday, November 3, 2010

surrounded

"The Lord bless you and keep you, the Lord make His face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you," I leaned closer to my father's face. He smiled his warm smile through the oxygen mask, "...and give you peace." I whispered. He seemed so small and frail. My mother and I stroked his hands, his cheek. He was surrounded by our love....... and we, by his.

2 comments:

shannon said...

That is beautiful...you have been in my thoughts and prayers.

Glenda said...

Thankyou my dear.