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| Some of the Kilpatrick girls 9/2016 |
On a recent evening, one that didn't involve any plans, this happened:
I drove from the ranch into Fort Worth and I arrived at my Aunt and Uncle's. I met my aunt Betty on her front porch as she was trying to call the power compny because the power was out. I said if there's no power then it must be time for cocktails. Every problem is an opportunity waiting to happen. As the evening started it was just us, then more of our clan descended and pretty soon it was a full blown tribute dinner to our sweet Ryan. We laughed, told stories and cried. It was a great evning. Today was like that evening again, as my family rallied around me, helping me get through the toughest role of my life. Tomorrow we will lay our sweet Ryan to rest, undoubtedly one of the toughest days I will ever face. But this I know: I have my faith, I have my Family and I have my friends and I will see my Ryan again. It will be just a bit longer for me, But I'll get there and he will be waiting.
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