When all you have left are the memories…scraps of such a vibrant life, the beauty of that life turns to tears with which to cleanse and ease your soul.
IN MEMORY OF MY DAUGHTER KLYSTA LaNELL SCHRIEVER~ BRESHEARS ~ Aug. 20, 1969 ~ Feb. 19, 2011
When all you have left are the memories…scraps of such a vibrant life, the beauty of that life turns to tears with which to cleanse and ease your soul.