You left our world, blessed with grace. Your whispers may be heard throughout the night, but it alright because that reassures you and I, that I will never forget you. Either way, I never would of never forgot you.
I hope you made it to heaven, I hope you became a beautiful butterfly.
You loved them so much, and I asked you why. You said it holds a deeper meaning of beauty than just on the outside.
And to this day, that is how I think of you.
I love you so much, I hope you grow gorgeous wings and come see me. Love your granddaughter, Courtney .
This is for those who have had or known someone with breast cancer that has passed, fighting or survived. You are all beautiful, not just on the outside.