one of my tatts
This is a tribute to my youngest son who passed away in Oct 2005. We lost him Thanksgiving day and at the time it seemed so wrong.But shortly after I came to realize that losing him that day was very meaningful. I give thanks everyday for all that he taught me and the strenght he showed. He was very disabled and his body just wore out but his spirit still lives on. Everytime I start my bike I know would never have done it without the courage Luke taught me.
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