Bear with me...Nearing the horrible date of my brothers death, tonight my boys were you tubing how to make a paper sword and sheath. At first I was trying to rush them along, then I stopped. As a mom I was feeling tired and always trying to do this, get this done, get this ready for the morning I started to help them make the swords. I was thinking how Turner would have given anything to be here to do this with them. He could have taught them soooo much. Then Bennett says to me, mom, your acting as if nothing else exists but us. This is awesome that to me is priceless. Life is not a race, its a journey. I hope Turner was smiling down at us tonight.
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 04:02:41 +0000
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