As we travel down this path called life. We make cornerstones one of our largest cornerstones are our children and we make them the existence of everything we do and with one child's death we have a chip in our cornerstone and God being the cement of all cornerstones fills in that chip with the assurance that one day soon we will be with Him.
This is the day that the lord hath made let us rejoice and be glad in it.
THIS WAS WRITTEN THE DAY I LOST MY SON.
SEPTEMBER OF 2000. WITH ALL MY LOVE
About the Creator
Vera Myles
Just a Mom, Grandma, and Great Grandma.
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