Friday, September 19, 2008
Losing a mother, sister, grandmother or close friend is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know, but Net's goodness, her caring and her wisdom live on. Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us everyday, Unseen, unheard, but always near, Don't think of Net as "gone away". Think of her as "living" in the hearts of those she touched. If love alone could have saved Net, she never would have died. If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, I'd walk the path to heaven and bring her back to you again. In my heart Net holds a place no one could ever fill. I will remember the little things, the quiet moments, the smiles, the laughter. And although it may seem hard right now, it will be the memories of these little things that will help push away the pain and bring the smiles back again. Love leaves a memory no one can steal.
