It has been 5 months now since your passing. "Our Father knows what's best for us, So why should we complain...We always want the sunshine, But He knows there must be rain. We love the sound of laughter, And the merriment of cheer; But our hearts would lose their tenderness, If we never shed a tear...Our Father tests us often, With suffering and with soorrow. He tests us, not to punish us, But to help us meet tomorrow...For growing trees are strengthened, When they withstand the storm, And the sharp cut of the chisel, Gives the marble grace and form". Have I told you I love you today? Love...Mom