Inez Nance

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts an presents aren't promises. And you learn to build all of your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. And you learn, and you learn, with every goodbye you learn. Your family and true...

Inez, You were with us and we loved you for seven years. We were your care givers, your friends, and confidants. We pray that you are at peace again now, as you were when you were with us. You are missed.