There were children’s shoes and booties everywhere, left as offerings, which made me feel sad as I sat there with Ronan because he would never wear shoes to walk or run or to look cool for a girl on a first date.
He would never walk or crawl on his hands and knees to make a pilgrimage.
That’s when I decided that I would make one for him. That actually that is what we were doing today out there in the hot New Mexican sun as we walked on bridges and stood in churches and sat in cars.
please read this amazing tribute to beautiful Ronana. via The Manifest-Station.