Monday, October 17, 2011

My Grandmother's Wake


In any man who dies, there dies with him
his first kiss, his first snow, his first love...
Not people die, but worlds die in them.


We will miss you...


QOTD:

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me." - Erma Bombeck.