Maryellen was in a bind and reached out for a hand. I thought you would approve. Before she moved in your room was converted. Two of your greatest loves. The new library and music room will forever house your handprints beneath the new paint. Your laughter and our deepest pain are also buried there in the walls and in our minds. May deep and meaningful beauty reside there as Maryellen passes through this final stage of life. Also grieving. For the ones she has lost đź’”
The Transition
Published
Goodbye My Son 