Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She'll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life.
She'll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life.
The Band Perry, If I Die Young
thinking of you... love, Stacy
ReplyDeleteThis song always makes me think of our babies. Funny that you like it too! I hope you are doing well as Christmas approaches. It is tough! I need your address, friend!
ReplyDeleteCourtney,
ReplyDeletethe picture of you and Ella is just beautiful.
We plan a "private" Holy Mass in our house the day after christmas and it will be especially dedicated to Ella, Rachel, Anastasha, Sammy, Briar and every baby, that went back to God (and is sitting next to Him now, very, very close).
Our Mass will also be dedicated to you and the other mothers, who had to give back their most precious gift.
Please excuse my faults in english. It is difficult to express myself in english.
Wishing you a somehow bearable day.
Valentina´s Auntie Lolo (Berlin, Germany)