
I had to scan it in, so it isn't the best quality, but it will do. I also tried to post it on Kiersten's memorial blog, but I wasn't quite sure how to do that. Linda, maybe you could help me out . . .
Anyway, if we were living in Shelley right now, I know Kierst would be coming over probably every day so she could play with Summer. And Rhett and I would be able to go out movies and dinner and Kierst would babysit for us. (That is, if we had the money!) To me, one of the most difficult things about losing someone is the hopes and dreams of the future that will never be. In the hospital room, right after I had Summer, Shelli said we could now do mother-daughter piano quartets (well, when Summer can actually play the piano). I was so excited for that.
Kierst, what a special girl you are. We sure miss you.
PS What is with this innate drive for babies to crawl away naked when you're trying to change their diaper?
2 comments:
Brit, its a beautiful photo. Thanks for sharing. It made me cry to see it. Try sending it to me and I'll see if I can open the email. Thank you that is so thoughtful.
Thanks Brit - it's beautiful. SHE is beautiful.
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