Jenny Chapman
in honor of Cheryl.
If I could, I would light 850 candles, one for each day you've been gone. It would be a signal letting you know we are all okay and you are still in our hearts. Our kids still hang out, and B is doing alright.
From the moment we met, we clicked. Our journey led us from friends to family, even sharing a last name. I miss hearing your sweet voice, your singing, and your laughter. You, on the other hand, still have to listen to me ramble while speaking to you.
Until we meet again. Love you, C.
