Monday, January 26, 2015

sometimes

Ug.

Sometimes this part is almost as agonizing.

But at least I got to ask her what her favorite flowers were.

When the pastor told me that my dad liked lilies, I was furious at myself for not knowing.

I'm sure it seemed like a stupid question as she lay there unable to swallow, but at least I know.

It's gladiolas.

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