My angel of hope had to move on
There are larger callings
Greater outcomes
And buckets of blessings
Just waiting around the corner for her
She is missed
I keep reminding myself that
She is where she is needed
But she is not in "her normal spot"
and she is "not by my side"
so it is hard
And while I mourn at my loss
Others are jumping for joy
at their gain.
My pride for her grows with every
Word she writes
She has grown so much and She will always be my angel of hope.
I love you Mary
Ray, Ryan, and I will always have a spot saved for you no matter what.