Friday, August 11, 2017

Fiction Can Be a Comfort

At first Mrs. Darling did not know, but after thinking back into her childhood she just remembered a Peter Pan who was said to live with the fairies. There were odd stories about him, as that when children died he went part of the way with them, so that they should not be frightened. 
----Peter and Wendy, Chapter 1, J.M. Barrie   




To our baby girl, Alina, who we never got to meet: soar among the stars with the angels and always know that we all love you. R.I.P. 💗✝️ 



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