I thought she was havin' trouble, so I stopped to lend a hand. I didn't see that wooden cross behind her Chevy minivan. I said "sorry ma'am" she said "that's alright, most folks drive on past." She told me the history even though I didn't ask. "It's been 14 years today since I took his name. And a year ago December when we got that freezin' rain. I'm not one to blame God, but at first I took it bad. Now I've learned to count the blessings, every moment that we had. "I don't come to mourn his dying, but to celebrate his life. Ya know, d**h can never stop a love between a husband and a wife. There's something 'bout me coming here when I'm feeling lost. When I need to find my peace of mind, I just come to the cross." I got back in my pickup truck and I drove away in tears. Thanked God for a family and every moment we've had here. Cause who knows what tomorrow holds or what's waiting round the bend? And every time I pa** a wooden cross, I hear those words again. "I don't come to mourn his dying, but to celebrate his life. Ya know, d**h can never stop a love between a husband and a wife. There's something 'bout me coming here when I'm feeling lost. When I need to find my peace of mind, I just come to the cross. I just come to the cross."