Papa will I perish?
because if feels like it and I can’t bare the fire…

“Micki let me tell you something,
I can sure tell you
what NOT to do!
Yes the fire will burn you, Yes it will hurt,
Yes there will be days you think you can’t take it
But don’t run, or jump because soon relief will come
See Micki life [that fire], it burns the fake right out of you
It refines you like the finest gold
if you stay and surrender to your greatest fear
it is in that surrender…my blue eyed Micki…you will feel the closest to God. “

Good I remember when you burned Papa I remember it so well. 
I sure miss you! 

My Pa said,  “She had Chantilly Grace,” and I always wondered too myself…wasn’t that lace?
Oh but he said, “It’s so much finer than that, she has the kind of grace that when she left the room she took my heart with her.” Oh I said, “Pa I want that kind of grace one day,”  and he said. “You’ve already got it, the day I first held you in my arms, I knew my heart would break a thousand times watching you go, now straighten up an act like it.” I smile just thinking of that day! I still don’t know what he meant but he always made it sound so pretty and I loved that about him.