GOD ALWAYS TAKES HIS ANGELS FOR A WALK. THE ANGELS WOULD LIGHT A CANDLE AND WALK WITH HIM EVERYDAY. SITTING ON HEAVENS BENCH IS ONE ANGEL, WHO HAS NEVER TAKEN THAT WALK WITH GOD. ONE LITTLE ANGEL ASKED, SAMANTHA WHY DONT YOU LIGHT YOUR CANDLE AND TAKE A WALK WITH GOD? SAMANTHA REPLIED, EVERYTIME I TRY AND LIGHT MY CANDLE, MY MOMS TEARS PUT IT OUT.

Even though I say Im ok, Im not. No matter what I make myself  think, your absence destroys me very soul. Im not dealing with this loss very well, and its affecting my remaining time here. Im gonna try real hard to smile when we talk about you, but my tears take over, quickly. Mom misses you

I woke early this morning to silent sounds of raindrops caressing the window. I pulled the curtain to greet the morning, but fog covered the window. Without thinking i took my finger and wrote your name in the moisture. Now it was time to prepare to face another day, for some reason, just before leaving, i returned to the bedroom to look once more at your name, But it too was gone.