Dear Diane, Mom and Nanny, Diane, it has been 3 years, 36 months, 156 weeks, 1092 days. May 21, 2013, you have been gone for 3 years, 36 months, 156 weeks, 1092 days of pure misery. Miss you so much, LOVE YA HB. Three years ago when our Heavenly Father called you home, you took His hand when you heard His call. We still refuse to let go, knowing you found your miracle. You were healed overnight. We questioned God, WHY? Proverbs 3:5 reminds of the why. "Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding." It reminds us that God knew He was ready for you to come home to the Mansion that he promised you. We dream of you at night, only to awake and you weren't there, teardrops fill our eyes. Many times we tried to reach out for you, but yet you were so far away. Waiting to see your smile, your presence still fills the air, you give us goose bumps just as a reminder you can still get our attention. We understand you're not here in the physical presence, although you spirit continues to live amongst us. Nobody has forgotten what a wonderful person you were. People still come in daily and continue to share their story about you, and how you impacted their life. Mom, we have so many memories. That is our keepsake that we will never part with. So many things that trigger tears. A day at the mall, reminds us of Trevor and Britney. Dad says you gave them their spending habits. Nan taught them right, "just charge it." Taylor, now a teenager, she and Stevie 2 peas in a pod, they both know everything. You would definitely have your hands full with debate between them. There is no doubt in any single day, Stevie, Britney, Taylor Trevor, "they were your grandchildren." We love you and miss you, however as we think about you today and everyday, your love fills our hearts. We are happy and blessed knowing God brought you to a life of Eternal Happiness. Love always and forever in our hearts, HB, Dennis, Janice, John, Lynette, Stevie, Britney, Taylor and Trevor.