"Our life is leaves drifting slowly earthward, rain softly falling, children being born and growing up to their own lives, friends conversing before an open fire, good food and good sleep."
--Irving Petit, Life on Tiger Mountain
Friday, July 13, 2007
Nothing to Say
I will get around to updating this weekend. Right now there's a huge hole in my heart and I have nothing to say.
3 Comments:
Oh no! I'm so sorry!
:(
*hugs*
Oh Molly, my heart goes out to you ... I know that intense feeling of sadness when losing a beloved pet.
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