I fell apart, even more so, when I noticed this Yellow Rose of Texas arrangement at the funeral home the night before my sister Wendy's service. It was a gift from my dear friend Shellie Rice, and it was all wrapped up in a ton of Love ... something I would have perished without. It came from everywhere and it saved me.
I've lost friends. I've lost family. And I've lost Soldiers I didn't know in Wars I'll never understand. So Memorial Day for me is an even more important day of Love.
May all the Souls of the Faithfully Departed, through the Mercy of God, Rest in Peace. Amen ... from The Prairie.