Debra D. Barth

I think of Deb every time I see a little owl she gave me. Of course I think of her more often than that but when I see that owl I remember when she gave it to me and what she said. She was one of the friendliest people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. RIP Deb. No more pain or worries. Walk the clouds pain free!

I look over the yard and think about Deb setting in her chair, waving at walkers and inviting me to sit and have a chat. I miss that. I know we are supposed to believe they are in a better place, for them, but I am sure Jim misses her and her friends do as well. I'll bet she has already walked all over heaven and greeted Don when he arrived with a "hi neighbor" :{