Stacy and Bernard Garrett
by April Katie Garrett
To my two beautiful angels in heaven, I LOVE YOU GUYS :D never will I stop loving you. Until we meet again. Your grief for what youve lost holds a mirror up to where youve bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look and instead, heres the joyful face youve been wanting to see. Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expand the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birdwings. Jalaluddin Rumi (1207-1273)
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