They're saying it so well. You're certainly not forgotten. I sometimes see your shadow move past the door. I think you are watching over me.
To say I miss you, well that's not enough. You know I do.
I try to remember the parties, hay rides, car washes in the lake, and all the other gatherings with our friends in Garrison. We seemed to have a lot of good times.
Then there were children. We grew with them. We counted their fingers and toes and were so proud.
Scouts, band practice, ball games, dental visits, colds, coughs, going this way and that....
Maybe the kids saw just how good to me you were. I always knew it.
I miss you hon.
65th birthday, wow.
I took time today to learn some more about you! November 7th 1948 a special person was born on a Sunday...She graced us with her presence. BTW..it was leap year....wonder what I'm supposed to learn from that.
Wanda you taught me as a child and you are still influencing me and my daughter. Nina says she thought about you all day today...
Happy Birthday Sis!
Happy 65th Birthday, Wanda....I miss you more than ever! You continue to be in my thoughts. There are many days I wonder how you would react to many of our earthly events and what your responses would be...you always had strong reasoning skills and a wonderful sense of humor that made even the more difficult times seem brighter. Again, Happy Birthday, and give big hugs to our mom and dad.
I miss you, and I'm sad that Grandma died, but I'm glad you were already there waiting for her. I can't even imagine how joyous the reunions have been. Keep praying for all of us here. We can feel your prayers. Love you.
It's difficult to realize you've been gone a year. You're missed. It wasn't meant for me to be left here alone. I'll always need you.