
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
Eiszele, Garry. Our Sundays aren't the same. If heaven had a window, and God granted me a view, of all the beauty it beholds, I'd only look for you. Love always, your Jack, Peter, Maddi, Addi and baby Lacie.
Where would you like to share this Tribute?