a lovely tribute to friendship. Friends are arguably more important when life becomes concentrated to a room, and the days tick slowly, so slowly. Friends who maybe cannot totally imagine such a life, but can offer wisdom that transcends and breaths a future; a future where we are with love once more.
Love does not die, it becomes what we need when we shed our mortal flesh.
((hugs))
Love, Michael xx
8 years ago
by Ben Pickard
Cindy,
While I write this, I know you are craving attention somewhere in a hospital bed again, so pull yourself together and get back home and read the review I have bothered to write......you selfish woman, you!
As I think countless people above me have pointed out, this is a lovely dedication; one full of hope and a new found will to live.
Keep hold of that Cindy.
My thoughts are with you and I know you will be back to your best soon.