God looked around his garden and found an empty place. He then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face. He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful. He alway's takes the best. He new you were suffering. He new you were in pain. He new that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough. And the hills were hard to climb. He closed your weary eyelids and whispered - Peace, be thine. It broke our hearts to loose you but you didn't go alone. Part of us went with you the day God called you home.
My sweet Honey, you will be missed so much. Stewart, Doug and Michael we are here for you all and we love you very much.