Momma I hoped I would have one more birthday with you. But since God saw fit to take you gently into his arms this morning I will praise him that you are no longer anxious, confused or afraid. I will miss your beautiful creativ spirit and all the fun and joy you brought to our family. I will never forget the times that you knew exactly how I felt and you were just there for me and for others to. You grew 10 feet tall some of those times in my eyes. I will remember that we sang together "I come to the Garden" and that we told each other how much we loved each other. Rest precious Momma, no one or nothing can ever hurt you again..I love you. Debbie
Monday, April 4, 2011