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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Poignant and poetic recollections of a mother after the death of her son.
These vivid and fondest memories evoke a living presence and offer hope and consolation and inspiration to all who have lost loved ones.
Anne Dupre writes, These treasured memories tear down the cruel wall of mortality, and like the bright stars that illuminate a dark sky, their glow lights up my world.
Our finest hope is finest memory.
– George Eliot
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Poignant and poetic recollections of a mother after the death of her son.
These vivid and fondest memories evoke a living presence and offer hope and consolation and inspiration to all who have lost loved ones.
Anne Dupre writes, These treasured memories tear down the cruel wall of mortality, and like the bright stars that illuminate a dark sky, their glow lights up my world.
Our finest hope is finest memory.
– George Eliot