Alley,
When you walk through the storm , hold your head up high and don't be affaid of the dark.
At the end of the road is a golden sky and the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain though your dreams be tossed and blown ....walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart and you'll never walk alone, you'll never walk alone.
God has blessed you, your husband, and family I know he will continue to bless you all and cradle you both in his loving arms.
DeeDee