A mother writes of her son,
“Yes, I invite him to make dust of me and walk on in this world, way beyond me.”
And I can’t help but think of Lindsey and Chelsey walking on in this world, way beyond the dust of their mother.
A mother writes of her son,
“Yes, I invite him to make dust of me and walk on in this world, way beyond me.”
And I can’t help but think of Lindsey and Chelsey walking on in this world, way beyond the dust of their mother.