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| Beautiful Brooke Please give your mother heavens gentle comfort and peace in knowing you are now a child of Gods forever. How my heart aches Brookie, but oh the joy in knowing someday we will all be together again. I only wish I could have said goodbye...sometimes life doesn't seem fair. Please keep your arms around your mother Brooke...stay close by her side. I love you. Aunt Deb To Those I Love & Leave Behind When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You must not tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy that we had so many years. I gave you my love. You can only guess how much you gave me in happiness. But now it's time I traveled on alone. So grieve a while for me if grieve you must, then let your grief be comforted by trust. It's only for a while that we must part. So bless the memories within your heart. I won't be far away, and life goes on. So if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near and if you listen with your heart, you'll hear all of my love around you soft and clear. And then when you must come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile and say, "Welcome Home" |
| Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's child works hard for a living, And the child that is born on the Sabbath day, Is bonny, blithe and good and gay. |
| Deb, Jace, and Brooke |
| Happy times. Brooke just out of the shower. |
| When evening shades are falling And we sit in all alone To our hearts there comes a longing If you only would come home We often think of days gone by When we were all together The family chain is broken now But your memory lives forever If we could have one lifetime wish One dream that could come true We would pray to God with all our hearts For yesterday and you Friends may think we have forgotten When at times they see us smile But little do they know the pain Our love hides all the while We think of you in silence And often speak your name Now all we have are memories And your picture in a frame They say time heals all sorrow And helps us to forget But so far time has only proven How much we miss you yet God gave us strength to fight And courage to bear the blow But what it meant to lose you No one will ever know We know you'll walk beside us And when our lives are through We pray that God will take our hand And lead us straight to you |
| Easter in Kansas |
| Sunday's Child |
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