Dear Pink Panther
I am counting the days that I cannot come and visit your grave,to lit candles daily and to place flowers there,say prayers for you there beside your grave...I know for real its just your nearness that I am clinging to..that your body is snugly fit into that coffin... but my love.. your soul is all over the place looking,watching and following us ...just thinking of leaving our home and the memories behind makes me cry. I wonder If I can do it..living a life without you to reprimand and correct my every movement and actions plus my silly childish thoughts...God please listen to my cry of help and plight...please..please..pliz????
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