In true art, the end is begining

Jun 07, 2007 03:47

" I just sat there. I just held Shelby's hand. There was no noise, no tremble, just peace. Oh god. I realize as a woman how lucky I am. I was there when that wonderful creature drifted into my life and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life.Death is like the month of March. Sometimes it comes in like a lion, ( Read more... )

allan, max, life

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jade_athyst June 7 2007, 15:51:29 UTC
Beautiful.

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thirteenrocks June 8 2007, 05:14:58 UTC
8-)

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