The next morning little Lilly stood out the open door, knowing and feeling she would never see her Mother again. She would never tuck her in bed and read books to her, never kiss her tears when she was sad or watch her grow into a wonderful woman. Time went on. She seemed to be adjusting to her broken chain that linked to her Mother's soul. Everything was different now that her mother was gone.
name is Sheila Bunting. I am forty seven years old I am from
Kentucky, but I live in Rockfrod, IL. I am going to school full time.
In my spare time I enjoy working out, cooking, reading and I enjoy
volunteering when I can. I view life as you get out of life what you
put into life and there isn't anything you can't do if you put your
mind to it and work hard.