Sunday, March 14, 2010

Family Constellations

Sometimes you visit your grandmother, she maybe 93 or another age, and you are without many words. Her little bead eyes look towards you in that rare affection only a grandmother can share with her grandchildren and you know by the quivering of her lips, almost colorless now from age, that she is saying a secret prayer for you. 


Thank you for all that you gave and your many blessings.
Love your oldest grandaughter, Sabrina

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