More Blue Skies . . .

Time seems to have stopped.

The days blend into one another.

Has it really been a month since we

drove up to Utah to rescue you?

I have now heard the story of that night

over and over again,

as you catch up with all of your friends,

telling them how if your daughter

had not arrived that very night,

you surely would have left

this world.
You say,

"At 2:30 in the morning,

I opened my eyes,

and there was my daughter...

standing by my bed

and she looked like an Angel".

I must confess, I have not tired

of the story yet.

Yes indeed...

"Now there's a halo over me

In amazing Grace Land"