When a woman loses a child no matter the age, there is not enough liquor or drugs in the world to fill that hole.
When a woman buries a child there is a hole in her soul that changes who she is, forever.
IN MEMORY OF MY DAUGHTER KLYSTA LaNELL SCHRIEVER~ BRESHEARS ~ Aug. 20, 1969 ~ Feb. 19, 2011
When a woman loses a child no matter the age, there is not enough liquor or drugs in the world to fill that hole.
When a woman buries a child there is a hole in her soul that changes who she is, forever.
