Barb
Dearest Suzanne
Oh how I miss our daily phone calls They too dwindled as your body weakened. I cherish the sweet memories of growing up with you that remains and in my heart sweet moments of laughter and tears. Thank you for sharing life with me. It was an honor and a priceless privelege to journey life together. The song of the wren, the chicks and hens, the red rose are gentle reminders that God comforts in our sorrow. Thanking God for you then and the sweet soul you are now Love and hugs Your little sister