Dear QMM,
there is nothing much I can do for you now; all I can do is pray for you now. I always include in my prayers a request to God that He transfer any of your sins and transgressions onto my soul. Let me be accountabe for them. I want your soul to be free, pure, and unecumbered. May you soar in the sky and beyond, as high as your heart desires. May you shine brighter than any star in the infinite universe. May you be as peaceful as a new moon in a cloudless, silent night. May you feel as much joy as when I first held you in my arms. May your eternal life be better than the life you had with us in this mortal world.
I love you.
that is an amazing picture.
ReplyDeleteIt is and I thought it would be fitting to kind of reflect his free spirit.
ReplyDeleteIt's perfect.
ReplyDeleteThe picture is remarkable... and the words - well they are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteM, he used to be EXACTLY like all those things when he was in this mortal world....now when I look up and I see the night stars, I can't help but KNOW all the way through, Q IS the stars, not like them, for he could never be anything less. A paints us the skies, and Q brightens our way--both of them, day and night, in the air we breath, in everything we see.
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