The Golden Sky iPad2 Giveaway (US & Can)
|As part of her book launch and as a holiday gift, the author, Elisabeth Hirsch, is giving away a free 16GB iPad2! Her book is in honor of the memory of her son, Zeke. She would greatly appreciate it if you help her spread the word about her book by sending out a few more tweets about it in addition to what is mandatory below.Thank you and we wish you luck for the iPad2 and Happy Holidays!|
|Giveaway Specifications:* iPad2 with Wi-Fi* 16GB
* 9.7-inch (diagonal) LED-backlit display with IPS technology
* Dual-core A5 chip
* Front and back cameras
* Up to 10 hours of battery life
* 802.11a/b/g/n Wi-Fi
* Bluetooth 2.1 + EDR technology
To enter, please complete the Rafflecopter form below the excerpt.
The winner will be picked by December 17th and will be notified by email and posted here. The winner will have 48 hours to respond until another winner is chosen. The giveaway is open to all US and CA residents ages 18 and over.
****If the form will not let you add your daily tweet, please fill out the main entry again with “DO NOT COUNT” in the Extra Info box. It will then let you complete the daily tweet.
It’s been a year since Zeke died, and can you believe only a few people called me? Today is much harder than his birthday.
I took Ruby to Zeke’s grave. Cade went with us, and it was really cold. We had a hard time finding his grave because all of the headstones were covered in snow. We finally found it, though, because his grave is right under a little sapling planted just a few weeks before he died. I loved that idea at the time, because I thought I could watch it grow to be the same age Zeke would be, if he’d lived. It’s a sad looking sapling now, though. It’s tiny and hunched over. It can hardly handle the weight of the snow.
We took turns watching Ruby in the car, so both of us could have a moment alone by Zeke’s grave. When my turn came, I cried while I knelt in the snow. I sang Zeke his song, and my tears dropped into the snow and made vertical tunnels that went straight to the ground above the grave. I shook when I sang, and it wasn’t from the cold.
While I stared at his icy headstone, I noticed someone moving in the corner of my eye. Snow danced around both of us as if it wanted him to come closer to me. I recognized him as the man with the cleft lip who had shoveled dirt onto Zeke’s casket.
I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to break the magic of the moment. I found it strange that we were both there, in the same places we’d been exactly a year before. He gently touched the sapling, and wiped the snow off its tiny branches. He smiled at me, and the snow stopped falling around us. I smiled back, and felt like time quit existing in that moment. We stared at each other, quiet understanding written between us, before he turned and walked away.
The sapling stood brave and strong after that, daring the snow to try and conquer it again. It reminded me of Zeke and his little life, and I beamed when I looked at it. It’s going to grow into a nice, mighty tree, and I’m glad it will be the one to shade Zeke’s resting place.
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