A limb has fallen from our family tree.
I keep hearing you say, "Grieve not for me.
Remember the good times, the laughter, the songs,
Divine Bethel, the hugs, the kisses, and the sweet embraces."
Remember, the good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don't worry about falls.
Get up, it's a new day, and God is always with you all.
Family matters...
Continue our traditions.
Continue my heritage.
Love each other, comfort each other, encourage each other.
Mama, I always feel and hear you saying, "I love you, and don't you ever forget it." We miss you so!
Love always,
NeeNee