So began the inscription in my daughters journal...a leather bond book given to her for Christmas 1997. I made the initial entries to get her started, never looking on the book again until more than eight years later after her all to early Home Going. Having her journals, reading the entries, relishing the details, remembering my girl and knowing she is safe and waiting for me in the arms of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ... for this and so much more I am

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Their words are precious to us, are they not. How special that you would give her a journal about gratitude that would minister to you in her absence.
BLessings.
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