As I watched your 11 balloons take flight, I thought about one of our favorite songs, "Down in the Valley," we would sing at home and when we were riding around. As I watched the balloons becoming small dots in the bright blue summer sky, I began singing our song. Wouldn't you know it, the tears flowed freely as I sang to you.
"Down in the valley,
The valley so low;
Hang your head over,
Hear the wind blow.
Hear the wind blow, dear,
Hear the wind blow.
Hear the wind blow, dear,
Hear the wind blow;
Hang your head over,
Hear the wind blow.
Roses love sunshine,
Violets love dew;
Angels in heaven
Know I love you.
Know I love you, dear,
Know I love you;
Angels in heaven
Know I love you."
Even after 11 months and knowing you are dancing with the Angels in Heaven, I still miss you, Mom.
I love you,
Joyce
I love you,
Joyce
