You are Going to be Remembered because You are Loved
The day was the most beautiful spring day out of any that year. The sunflowers, daisies, and even the thorn-bushes looked more magnificent than the rest that day. The little baby bluebirds were learning how to fly. The small, childlike robins were learning their calling of singing a little tune. Everything was perfect from the smallest ant to the lonely moon. The people walked with more of a skip to their step, as if something fantastic were going to happen that day, although no one knew what. It was as if the most small of the fairy species sprinkled the town with stardust that night, to make everyone’s dreams come true. Everyone smiled bigger, laughed louder, and beamed brighter as if they knew what was destined for the town and the mystery of what it was to bring lasting peace. That day, May 13, 1679, Arlene Ellen McAllister was born. From her first cry to her last murmur, she was going to be loved, even when she didn’t know it. She knew she was loved almost the precise ...