Lorie
Morrisville, NY
The cross arrived in my mailbox the day before yet another scheduled, but unexpected, surgery. Although not as serious as some folks must endure, I was still anxious about it and truthfully pretty scared since previous
procedures had not gone as well as expected. This beautiful, perfectly flawed cross, arrived just in time to remind me that I am not only loved by my family, but also by a greater being and assured me that I can and will remain strong for all of my tomorrows. Thank you to my sister, a friend of Elizabeth’s, for sending me her cross. And thank you, Elizabeth, for sharing your story so that we may be inspired by your strength and good will. When the time comes, I will gladly pay it forward.
