Saturday, December 26, 2009
My Rosie loved her men, who have done her proud. Frank, Sean, Brian, Kyle, she adored you. Then an angel entered her life, Jackie.
My days were brighter because of our friendship. My patience wore thin at times, because she could be such a brat.
I thank our LORD for our time together wishing it could have been longer.
The eve of Christmas will always have a Rose in my house. And to think her parents were Joseph and Mary.
Phil 1:3
