Gold Leaves In Winter
will be my thirty-eighth year anniversary of parenting. I've adopted children with terminal illnesses, as well as healthy children. Each precious child is as a leaf of pure gold, both to my Heavenly Father God, and to our family, precious and fine, clinging to the barren branches, shining in the darkest human winter of despair and longing. Each of my children left glowing memories in my heart that will never be lost. And I believe that my children who died, will be reunited with us all in Heaven, where we'll never be parted from each other again, for all eternity. On this site, I'm sharing memories, while attempting to create something tender and loving, so that something fine emerges from the fires of anguish and tears. Lasting memorials written in loving memory and honor of all our beloved children. |
