sonora
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- May 14, 2016
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A very touching story. I've sitting on my couch, watching the dancing flames in the fireplace. It's raining now, I can hear the gentle rain on the the roof. Early morning, still dark outside. Beside the rain the only other sound is my rooster crowing in the distance. He hears me when I get up and make my morning cup of tea. The desert has been been very dry for a very long time, the rain is God's blessing to all living things.
Your daughter and her life were both a gift and a blessing. Your memory of her will always remain in your heart and mind. Painful things happen in life, things we will never understand, but we must accept. There is a plan for each of us. Your daughter is with Jesus. You will see her soon.
Please allow me to make a suggestion. Wait a while, give it some time. You may consider holding on to the model #10. You have many wonderful memories of her, the #10 and times spent with her target shooting. With time and when your ready you could build tribute to her, consisting of the revolver, some photographs and some other personal momentos. You could create a box of "memories". Something that will be treasured in the years to come. Peace be with you brother.
Your daughter and her life were both a gift and a blessing. Your memory of her will always remain in your heart and mind. Painful things happen in life, things we will never understand, but we must accept. There is a plan for each of us. Your daughter is with Jesus. You will see her soon.
Please allow me to make a suggestion. Wait a while, give it some time. You may consider holding on to the model #10. You have many wonderful memories of her, the #10 and times spent with her target shooting. With time and when your ready you could build tribute to her, consisting of the revolver, some photographs and some other personal momentos. You could create a box of "memories". Something that will be treasured in the years to come. Peace be with you brother.