Lizabeth JoRae Tribute

To everyone out there with a Buick with a baby seat in the back seat, I envy you. Remember to praise God for every breath and every moment of every day,and for every gallon of gas you have the privelidge to burn as you travel every mile that the road will take you with the one you love. I could never forget when we reach the lake, never mind the poles, watch instead her blue eyes as she dictates our favorite book, until the words become too hard to see in the setting sun.