Marie GAY

To know my sister Marie was to love her. She was the sweetest, strongest woman I know. She was surrounded by family as her time on this Earth was ending. I sat on the bed and rubbed her tummy and her arm. As her breathing slowed I whispered in her ear that Mom & Dad and the baby were waiting for her...I kissed her and told her I loved her...she took one last breath and gently passed into their waiting arms.