Ever since I was a little girl, thinking of family that had passed, you are always told "they went to heaven, to watch over you" I would always picture the sun poking through the clouds. You know what I mean, that beautiful scene of the bright sun breaking through. For me it always happens to come when I really need some hope, heaven shining down....an angel watching over me with a smile. Now, it means so much more than it ever has before.
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