Nothing says love like your brothers, who loved your husband, driving down to spend the day doing handyman work, “Shah’s work” around the house.
Or your sister-in-laws watching their kids and allowing them to come down.
Or like your sister who also loved him and gave up a semester of school to watch is wife and daughter.
I’m sometimes afraid to start thanking anyone because once I start I’ll for sure leave people out. But the tears won’t stay in today and neither will the words of thanks.
I love you guys.
Thank you for loving us and loving him.