Linda is no longer bound to this dull sky of ours. Her new sky is brilliant—a Christmas sky, if you can imagine.
Christmas!
A
great flock of white birds swings to follow Linda wherever she goes. The clouds
never lay entirely across the sun. Best of all, the snow remains in the
mountains, as it should.
Today,
she is on her way to see all her loved ones. They are gathered at the pavilion
where the holly grows.
This
is the gift: to be together again.
For
Linda Mook Scheid, who never let anything get in the way of love or friendship.
—Mitchell
Hegman
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