[The following was posted to craigslist last August by an anonymous author. I felt it might also have a welcome and appropriate home on a.s.g.p-l.--NCN] You came to me as a tiny baby, staggering up to me one night shortly
On Monday, December 6, 2004, my mother died at 11:15 a.m. from melanoma. Now this week was the week when her cancer returned. And the events started to unfold.
Christmas At The Rainbow Bridge As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve, a tremendous celebration begins. If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment that