Rebecca D. Higgins

To Tommy, Tom and Alysia,
We will always remember Becki's laugh, how much she cared for people and animals, and her zest for life. She would light up a room and knew how to have a good time.

Alysia,

I am so sorry to hear about your loss. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. If I can do anything for you, just let me know.

Melody (Hicks) Chancellor

My sister Becki,THE BEST SISTER ANYONE COULD ASK FOR,SHE WAS SMART,BEAUTIFUL,HARD WORKER,GREAT WIFE AND MOTHER,GOOD DAUGHTER AND MY
BEST FRIEND,SHE WILL BE MISSED BY ALL. JUDY TANCK

BEST FRIED

Please accept our deepest sympathies.

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to help at this time.

You are in our thoughts and prayers.

The loss of someone so close is difficult to bear. We share your grief.

Our hearts go out to you at this time and in the days ahead.

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

Whatever your cross,
Whatever your pain,
There will always be sunshine
After the rain...
Perhaps you may stumble,
Perhaps even fall,
But God's always ready
To answer your call...
He knows every heartache,
Sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
Can calm every fear...
Your sorrows may linger,
Throughtout the night,
But suddenly vanish by
Dawn's early light...
The Savior is waiting
Somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
And send you...

The Day is Done
THE day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and...

REMEMBER me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts...

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may...

Nature

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently,...