Sitting out here in the treehouse watching the rain come down, the door is open where I can hear it and smell the fresh fragrance, thinking about my dear friend Loretta. She would have loved this. 17 years of precious memories, Im so grateful for. Jim and I will be leaving Sunday for Odessa to celebrate her going home. I can just imagine her sweet mother being part of the heavenly welcome committee. Loretta never really wanted to live after her mother passed so now they can live together for all eternity just like they lived here, side by side. Farewell dear friend, you sure did bless me and many others on your journey of life and I know you heard welcome home, my good and faithful servantđ I already miss your voice saying with such joy well hello there dear heart. I look forward to when I hear that againđ See you for the second verse!
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 17:04:17 +0000
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