Tuesday, August 12, 2014
God knew it was your time to come home and a cure was not possible. So, he put his arms around you and whispered, “Come with me.” We watched with tearful eyes as you left us for tranquility. Although we love and miss you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, but a mother’s love is endless. A part of us went with you, but a part of you will forever remain with us.
Dio Ti Benedica
