Seven years ago this day, you took your heavenly flight home at 5:15 a.m. while I stood at your side for one last time. It was your graduation day into the arms of Jesus and my dark soul of the night. I will never forget. You struggled but gave me hope with the words, "SEE YOU AT THE PARTY." You told me to tell the others that they must come there, but not too soon. What you described will stay with me and carry me through until we meet again. I did not say goodbye as I held your baby soft hand and kissed your precious cheek, but I did say, "see you in the morning" and I will, mom, I will. Until then, keep the party going and tell Dad we are coming there, too. The circle will not be broken. Love you so much~your daughter.
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Love the picture. San
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