Love Beyond The Veil
One early Tuesday morning without warning, my mother left us. She did not say good-bye. We had no idea she was leaving, no inkling, no premonition. I don’t think she did either — at least not consciously.
One early Tuesday morning without warning, my mother left us. She did not say good-bye. We had no idea she was leaving, no inkling, no premonition. I don’t think she did either — at least not consciously.