Loving wife, mother grandmother, sister and daughter
You are loved to the moon and back
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be so he put his arms around you and whispered come with me. With tearful eyes we watched you suffer, and saw you fade away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. Each time we see your picture, you seem to smile and say "Don't cry I'm in God's keeping, we'll meet again someday" A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best