Winter

We grew up in the south where family is center and love is everything,

The grass is always green

The people always warm

The food

Good.

April 25, 2004 Momma married Sean.

It was a new beginning

A fresh start.

We were a family, and love was everything.

September 1, 2005

Deserted nursery, shattered hopes

Empty bottles...

The bottle was everthing

We were not everything.

December 2005

Absence

There was no center

No love

Nothing.