Rosemary J. Gwaltney
northern mountains, Idaho
Oh, Martie, tears. Tears. What an exquisite tribute to Michelle! Would I have permission to tell where to see how beautiful she was? Yes, she was beautiful. Enchanting. And now that I know even more about her, oh, what a special, special little soul! I was especially caught by your words " when the sun hit your hair the light was so radiant that my breath would catch". Your love for her, and hers for you was a love so deep I can feel it. I will never forget either you or Michelle. It's hard when Mother's Day is coming, isn't it? I'm struggling too.
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Thank you, Martie, for giving me permission.
For any who want to see how beautiful Michelle was, and read some tender, beautiful poetry about her, by her mommy Martie, there are three pages in honor of her memory on my bereaved site. You can find "Michelle's Room" here: http://www.angelfire.com/zine/bereaved/michelleopen.html
†The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G.
[This message has been edited by Rosemary J. Gwaltney (edited 05-10-2000).]