Thursday, 22 September 2011There are no words.
No words enough to explain what Gitz has meant to me.
No words enough to describe the deep grief to know she is dying.
No words (or rather, I dare not speak them) for the disappointment of knowing that if we hadn't had to have cancelled our US trip, I would have met her, hugged her, last month. In time. This side of Home...
So I speak hers instead.
And have them permanently placed under my skin to remind me until I hug her in Heaven. Right on my pulse.
Always, babydoll. Always.
Love you all the way around the world and back.
To read more beautiful, raw posts about our sweet Sara, Jessica is hosting a linky here.
I'm linking this post to the Ink Link on Tam's blog.