How sad it is when love ones die.
A rose to remember all.
Sad as it is, we all must depart the world in which we know. Death is sad. I do not want to become acquainted with it any to soon.
On Easter Sunday, my Aunty died - she was 86. She was my last Aunty to die on my Dad's side of the family.
On Mothers' Day, Sunday, my Aunty died - she was 86, also. I was not her favorite niece but she was still family.
Today, I receive word my Prinette friend, Amy - her Mom died. Amy shared so many events, outings, and photos with her Prine friends.
...the diamonds will be shining ~ no longer in the rough...
John Prine
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