James Thomas Miller 1957 to 2012 Son, Father, Grandfather, Brother Uncle, Great uncle and mostly friend of so many. Today would have and still is his Birth Day for me. 2 years and I still wait for his telephone calls on his way home from work but he is watching over us as I feel his gentle touch on my shoulder when I am sad. They say your loved ones leave pennies as a sign they are around. James left his love for books, objects he found that he thought you or someone else would like. Cardinals sit on the bannister and Shadow just sits quietly watching the bird. Blue glass that he got because he knew I liked it glistens in the morning sun. Lighthouses for my shelf but more than anything he gave of himself and loved not always wisely but managed to reflect on why. I miss him and wished he had heeded the warning signs of family heart signs. But men so seldom do as they care for others in their lives. Love Always for my son James. Mom
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 01:34:38 +0000
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