Over Thanksgiving weekend we stopped by the cemetery to visit Furrys brother.
One of my first memories of Furry was when he told me about the loss of his brother. I was so shocked by the news only because I could never imagine myself going through such a tragic event. I honestly do not think that I am strong enough to even go through something so huge.
After he told me about his brother I had this amazing respect for his strength. Here was this amazing gentle person who seemed very sweet yet got through a horrible tragedy and is living a normal life.
Baby- I am so proud of you and so happy to have you in my life. You are my rock baby.
Love,
Crinky