Wednesday, November 3, 2010


"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.


shannon said...

That is have been in my thoughts and prayers.

Glenda said...

Thankyou my dear.