Last evening as M, D and I copped a squat tree-side to play a game of Clue and share laughs, D received a phone call she will forever remember. Tears shed that stained her heart.
While many mourn and try to make sense and reason of young life lost...this Christmas heaven's choir has a beautiful new operaretic voice. While the lights dimmed on the university's school of music.
Please give new perspective to your Christmas. Don't stress the trivial things. I'm about to hold my child's hand as she experiences what will be, to date, the hardest day in her life.