So, I send you the reading from my daughters card from the funeral parlor in 1988. It was truely the time I realized it was over...and that it was a start of something else.

In Loving Memory of Melissa:

"Lord, make me an instrument of Thy Peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is dispair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love; for it is in the giving that we receive, it is the pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life". ST. Francis of Assisi

If anyone thinks that a tear wasn't shed in typing this, then you have had the fortune of not losing a truely loved one. I'll stop typing now, and leave what is said for digestion and comment if so needed.

Know you have a tower of strength in us in the room for you, and personally in me. T/C Luv. The future starting.