Journal #2- May 2000

I am but a wandering visitor and the Lord led me to you. My grief is internal and my vehicle of expression was found with this pen. My loss was 1995. 2 friends gone in one night and I shall never forget them. I am not from here. I am only passing through and what a better way to spend Memorial Day than to respect your place of rest and peace... I can feel the sadness at losing a life so young, only a beginning to something new. But through them and you I can let myself go and appreciate my life here on earth while the angels look upon me with grace and hope. Thank you for being here for me today on my lonely journey. I needed you. God speed- Constance (a stranger)