Sheree Ann Howe

Sheree,
We had a strong love and freindship for many years. We will smile when we think of you! We know you are with God, so we will pray for your family that has to be without you.
Love, Ken & Anne

My mother was a Flower
She was delicate...beautiful...& there were many times in her life where she was not provided quite enough water or showered with sunlight by many of those around her.

But my mother never wilted. She had strength like that of the stalk of a sunflower. She remained strong for her family & loved ones & we held on to her many times over the years, seeking refuge, guidance, acceptance & love.

Her convictions, her life - were pungent like that of a rose...

Dearest Darling Sheree, I write to you believing God will let you have this letter. I thank Him for helping me deliver your eulogy, but I did not do it right. I forgot to tell everyone, especially your children, what you said to me when you were first diagnosed with cancer. You said, "Marie, please pray that I will glorify God through whatever He permits to happen to me in this." I did pray that prayer and you did glorify Him. I am so lonely without you my dearest darling best friend.

May Sheree's brightness shine in heaven as it did on earth. The beauty of her soul and love in her heart for her family is always what I will remember of her. She was there at my sixteenth birthday to make it a special day for me because my Mom was still in the hospital after giving birth to Jeanne my youngest sister. I loved her very much. A new journey awaits her...we will see you again, Sheree....love and peace

Dear family,
Sheree will always be remembered for her loving heart. No matter how difficult her situation, her faith was stronger.
It was an honor to know her and to call her friend. We will never forget her.
Blessings and peace,
The Isaac family

My grief is so great. My one and only best friend. I miss you so much. How am I going to survive down here in exile without you? But as you told me, "the ultimate healing is being with Jesus". He came to bring you home on the First Friday. I love you, sweetheart.