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Frances LOVE

Sacramento, California

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LOVE, Frances Born December 23, 1946, passed away on February 23, 2012. A native of Hoopa, CA. Lived in Sacramento. Survived by her husband, Billy, six children, Eddie, Sheila, Christina, Sandie, Robert, and Curtis. Predeceased by her son, Frank; eight grandchildren, Veronica, Edward, Jr.,...

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I would not have you be ignorant,brethren,concerning them which are asleep,that ye sorrow not,even as others which have no hope.For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again,even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him."

A neighbor once asked me what I was going to be when I grow up,My Mom said this one said she is going to stay with me forever,I meant it mom, I Love you and I will see you again in Heaven one day, Your daughter Chrissy,I miss You, And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes;and there shall be no more death,neither sorrow,nor crying,neither shall there be anymore pain: for the former things are passed away" Im glad your not suffering anymore , It does'nt mean I don't miss you or that I...

Gone but never Forgotten

I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
- Leo Buscaglia

You don't get over it, you just get through it. Your don't get by it, because you can't get around it. It doesn't 'get better'; it just gets different. Everyday... Grief puts on a new face....
- Wendy Feireisen

"May the road rise up to meet you, May the wind be forever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand."

(My hart goes out to the Love family in this time of sorrow. You will be forever missed but never forgotten. We hold close to our harts the warm memories & the unconditional love you had for us all. We will always love you Fran.. ? M)

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it's the memories of you that are the most precious.

By Lamaretta Simmons