Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Dear Vic and Linda, Peral was the Oak Tree...let me explain, An almighty wind blew night and day stealing the trees leaves away, then it would snap its bough and pull its bark but still the oak tree held its ground while other trees fell around. The weary wind gave up and spoke, how can you stand and be so strong Oak? The Oak replied I have strong roots growing stronger with each child's birth. You will never touch them for you see they are the deepest and best of me. Pearl will live on in our hearts, our memories and through her traditions, through you and your children. She was a tough women as are her children and grandchildren. I know you can get through this, you are strong and surrounded by people who love and care for you all! God Bless, Pat
