My grandmother and my sister died ten days apart, I remember my husband choosing out of town business over emotional supporting and attending the funeral. He remembers it a little different. This was the song we chose to play. Sometimes I am a bit hard on adults,but the innocence of a child gives you hope. This version sung with the voice of children, reminds us what the future represents .. for the love of a child and the child in all of us.
This blog was created for the silent cries that have gone unanswered. Children our most precious gift and undeniably our future. When does discipline become abuse? When does the dagger of words pierce the heart? How many children are left to care for themselves? When the boxcar scenario hits close to home.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Amazing Grace
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That was wonderful! That is the song I chose when my mother will pass away! The children do it so much better, with innocence and purity.
Cheers!
This is beautiful! Thanks for sharing it, and for stopping by my blog too!!
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