Sorry for the hurt and mistrust that arose the night the telephone rang.
We tried to make right without any light of the words and the meaning they clang.
We love you for you, although our views maybe miscued, between life, love and God.
You are the joy in our day, the planner when array, and the adoration of our children's amaze.
Our protects for the two, came out just like poo.
And we do hope that you can forgive us.
We just wanted to know that discernment was bold when dealing with little one's ages.
(To you out there... Sorry! God has not taken it off my heart since the time it happened, but I didn't know how to say it. We have not showed it a great deal lately but you are very special to us and we don't want things to get in between that, which it has. Our views on life are not always in line, but I pray that we can have open communication to talked about those differences and hopefully understand where we all come from in our lives. Life is not always laughter and sunshine and the first people we should be able to share that with is family.)
