Journaling reads:
Silent night, Holy night, the carolers sang in perfect harmony as they stood on the corner of the streets of Indian Lake, a small, but growing new shopping area in Hendersonville. I wanted to hear them out, but I had to walk away as tears started to fall, because all I could think of was our daughter, Rachel playing the same song in the handbell choir at church a few years earlier, and the reality hit hard one more time that we will be celebrating Christmas without her because she is with Jesus.
DEC., 2008
Thanks for spreading positivity!
August 16, 2010