"My Wonderful Lu", as I used
to call her, lived 13 years with us and made us laugh every day. She lived
up to her name: Lucy. Her dad and I and her "sisters"
Holly and Marcelle, miss her so much. The house will never be the same
without Lu in it.
But we'll always remember how she made us laugh. I had this funny photo of
her blown up and framed after she passed--it sits on the night table next
to my bed. And every night before I go to bed I say "Good night, my