These new star-shaped Christmas lights reminded me of a phrase from a children's story, No Matter What by Debbie Gliori, that we had read out at our stillborn daughter's funeral in 2001: Love, like starlight, never dies. A mother fox explains to her little focub how she'll always love him no matter how grumpy he is, even after she's died, and points out the stars in the night sky, that they died a long time ago, but the starlight still shines.
Love, like starlight, never dies.
Love, like starlight, never dies.
Its one of a small number of Oliver's childhood books, since read with and enjoyed by Jodie, that I'll probably never part with.
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