Fuzzy is my sister and I watched as golden locks of love fell like tears upon the floor
A gift isn't that like my sister still giving when most can find nothing left to give
Cancer was her Delilah But was only fooled to find she had hidden her strength even deeper inside
And when the first reflection of eyes fell upon her she shyly reached for a new place to hide shining back with even more beauty Fuzzy is my sister and I watched with pride
Choosing A Style
Donating the Hair
Arranging
Judy With Her Grandchildren
Words cannot express the caring, compassion and deep devotion of a sister!
