Brought tears to my eyes. I know you must have many.
I remember my grandmother, when she was dying, looking out at the blue, blue sky from her window, saying it was a bella giornata --beautiful morning. The way to go, into the blue. Into the beautiful morning.
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Brought tears to my eyes. I know you must have many.
I remember my grandmother, when she was dying, looking out at the blue, blue sky from her window, saying it was a bella giornata --beautiful morning. The way to go, into the blue. Into the beautiful morning.
Sending you all love.
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