Marcella F. "Marci" Pritchard

mama and daughters .. forever together...

The years keep coming and going... but your memory is forever in my heart and my mind. I think of you so often,,, college football... summer baseball .. you loved your teams .. Each Video Poker win I know it was you cheering me on .. I tap my thumb on the steering wheel when I drive and think of you ... seems like only yesterday as I watched you peacefully move on .. Pleasure in knowing you once more are holding you little boy Robbie, in your arms .. Loved you always and always will ...

our first xmas without you...... not a day goes by that you are not still here with me ... i watch you still as you come and go around me... you would of course be cheering the patriots on right now... mom... be safe and warm and peaceful where you are... my hugs and special touch stay with you through this season... love you..

Nana I miss you so much and miss hearing you upstairs watching the cubs and all your other shows. I dont know what we would have did for your birthday but i think it would have been something real nice! Well I love you and miss you!

nana, happy birthday. i miss you. as days pass, i think of you often and feel saddened by not having you around. im sorry i never came to see you for the last time in colorado, i want to remember you just as you were here in vegas. sitting, often yelling at the tv at the cubbies or the cornhuskers. i cant wait to see you in heaven someday. i feel youre in a good place and in good hands. i will always remember you nana and im glad to have spent the years that we had together. i love you nana....

My Dearest Mother,
I believe you already know the words I type even before I type them. I doubt you are in Heaven with the Father using the Internet. I also believe by signing into your book, which your daughter, Pammi, has gone thru the motions in order for all who wish to sign, is a way of closure for some of us.
Mom, in a way I am grateful for where you are, Heaven. At times, living on this earth can be troublesome; many times we choose the wide path as opposed to the narrow. ...

Oh Mother, how sad this time is for us, to not be able to hold your hand or kiss your forehead. I know that you waited for Pam and I to hold you that one last time, and we love you for that. Scotty said his goodbyes to you, not only at your bedside, but he spoke at your service as a son who loved you so very much. I will forever feel you in my heart, hear you in the music and see you as I close my eyes. We miss you so very much .. Deb Deb