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
10 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.