Your life was cut short at 71.

 Happy 78th even though you are in heaven

How we wish there was more time.   :( 

Illness takes our body, but not the soul

We all love and miss you every day.

I hug you in my dreams

I know you are always here...thank you for my life.

We will see each other again....

I love you.  :)

In Memory of my Mother , Grace

No painter's brush, nor poet's pen

In justice to her fame

Has ever reached half high enough

To write a mother's name.

~Author Unknown