So many things in life we pick ~
~ what we will wear
~ where we will go
~ who we will go with.
I picked you ~
I picked my best friend.
But,
we never picked the day you would go,
because if we did,
you would still be here.
On this particular day, however,
we just picked our nose.
Miss this goofy girl soooo much,
with lots’o love, Harvey & Deb