I miss you mommy.

Missing you, loving you, always.

Happy Mother's Day. I spent today consciously not allowing myself to be sad. I miss you everyday. Until we meet again Mommy.

Happy born day in heaven, Ms. B. That beautiful smile is missed!

Happy Birthday Mommy! Today would have been your 69th b-day. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. You are my heart, my light. Your beauty, light, sense of humor, giving nature is missed by all your family and friends. Until we meet again. Love your daughter, Monique

Happy birthday to my beautiful cousin. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. Forever missed!

Monique has a picture of her mother in her house that I absolutely adore. It is a black and white picture of Miss Berenice when she was younger. Her skin is simply flawless and that smile is breathtaking! To be honest, there was not much difference in that picture than when she left this heavenly earth. However, not only did she have esthetic beauty, she had internal beauty as well. While I wish she were still here for her family and friends, I am comforted by the fact that she is in a much better place. Though you are missed Miss Berenice, your place in heaven is well-deserved!

Monique has a picture of her mother in her house that I absolutely adore. It is a black and white picture of Miss Berenice when she was younger. Her skin is simply flawless and that smile is breathtaking! To be honest, there was not much difference in that picture than when she left this heavenly earth. However, not only did she have esthetic beauty, she had internal beauty as well. While I wish she were still here for her family and friends, I am comforted by the fact that she is in a much better place. Though you are missed Miss Berenice, your place in heaven is well-deserved!

I can't believe another year has passed. Two years since you departed this earth. Not a day goes by without some thought or memory of you. You are missed. I will never let your memory fade. You live in and through me always. I love you always, Monique.

About to celebrate another Christmas and birthday without you. It never gets easier. Time heals the immediate pain, but that dull ache continues. You are missed and I Love you. Your daughter, Monique.

Happy belated Birthday and Happy Eternal Day.
Ms. Bernice

Happy Birthday Mrs. Berenice!

Happy Birthday Mommy! Missing you.

Tomorrow, 3/7/2016 will be 1 year since you left too soon. I miss you everyday. I reminisce on good and bad times. You did a great job in raising the responsible, grateful, go-getter woman that I have become. I wish I could share all my accomplishments and goals with you. I love you more and more. Your memory will never fade or die.....

Missing you everyday. Happy Father's Day to a woman who was the best mother and father I could have asked for.

I hope that you are finally at peace and my wife and all the children and friends are heartbroken. You're in Jehovah's hand.

R.I.P Mrs Berenice. Heaven has gained another angel.

Missing you everyday mommy.

Jesus said "Let not your be troubled, ye believe in God, believe also in
me.
In my Father's house are many mansions: If it were not so, I would have told you. I go to perpare a place for you.
And if I go and perpare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also." (John 14:1-3)

I met Ms. Maccolm-Edwards on several occasions when she would visit
her daughter and son-in-law in Savannah Georgia, she was a pleasant
person, and loved her family and cats.

A Poem           COMETO ME

God saw that she was getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her and whispered "Come To Me."
With tearful eye He watched and saw her passed away.
Although you loved her dearly, but God loved her best, she
could not stay on this earthly place.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.
God broke your hearts to prove to you, He only take the best.
In Loving Memory of Mrs. Berenice Alicia Malcolm-Edwards

Berenice and I met when we were nine or ten years old. She used to spend her summer vacation with her aunt Iris, and grandmother Ms. Clemie, who was living in East End, Tortola, British Virgin Islands at the time.  Our birthday is only two months apart and we would always contact each other on those special dates and wish each other Happy Birthday every year until she could not call anymore.  Her memory will last forever.  As I reflect, her voice was the voice of encouragement. She was always jovial, pleasant, kind and always had some kind of advice for you without asking for it. LOL.  Happy Birthday! Eren and Family

Happy Birthday Ms. Berenice! You will be truly missed. You were a mother to me when I would come to see you and Monique. You always made me feel welcomed and loved. I'm so glad that now you are with God where you should be after long journey here on earth. We will miss you, your smile, and down to earth personality here on earth.

Lets all take today to celebrate my dear grandmothers birthday. Today she would have been the youngest 67 year old. In honor of the birthday girl.We should all spend her Saturday as she would, with the same vitality, optimism, and love of life that she exhibited on the daily.

Unfortunately, I never got the opportunity to meet Ms. Berenice, nevertheless, as I sit enjoying her beautiful Memorial website, I realize from the lovely Tributes written by family and friends; Ms. Berenice was a very special Lady. The mere fact of her Birthday being the same as my mother's, really touched my heart. 
Looking at her pictures, I can see, how much love she shared with her children and grandchildren.
I lost my Father three years ago, it was absolutely devastating, like, a piece of my "Forever can remember", life taken from me. Just know that God has your "piece", He will use it, to fill his mansion with another Angel, Ms. Berenice's spirit will live on forever.
How Blessed, to have such wonderful memories, and know your Mother will always be watching over you all.

Happy Birthday, Ms. Berenice

I first met Bernice over thirty-five years ago. During my first encounter with Bernice, I immediately sensed her kind-hearted, gentle spirit. Over the years, I looked forward to seeing Bernice and sharing in her fun, loving zest for life. Rest in Peace, my friend.

Some years ago I was walking in Manhattan looking for a particular bookstore. I turned around and asked a woman for directions. She pointed me in the right direction. As I walked away, I felt I knew this woman. Little did I know that she felt the same way. So I walked back to her and shared that I knew her face, To my surprise she felt the same way. As we talked, and it was only a few minutes, we both discovered that Berenice's mother was my great aunt.  That would make her my second generation cousin. As a little girl I remembered visiting my aunt's house and Berenice would be there. When we learnt that Berenice was not well, my husband, sister and brother-in-law went to visit and prayed with her. We believe that Berenice is in a better place. Love to the family

Berenice, You lived your life as a mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, cousin and a great caretaker. You have shown admiration, perseverance, generosity and most of all love to all those around you. I will miss our weekly chats and Christmas card exchange. God saw you were tired, so He put arms around you and said, "come to me". God Bless! Rest in Peace. Love Eren and family.

“B,” as I so affectionately called her, my cousin, my friend, will be sorely missed by all whose lives she touched. As cousins, “B” and I became close in junior high. I can remember we had lots of fun. I especially recall when “she and I used to double-date. Even though we knew that violating our curfew would get us in trouble with our parents, we did it without regret. Of course, we got "whupped" and giggled about it the next day. “B” moved to New York while we were in the 10th grade. 

After graduating from high school, I moved to New York and reconnected with her. As luck would have it, I lived with my brother, whose home was within walking distance of hers. In fact, my bus stopped directly in front of her building, which enabled us to spend fun times together. At that time, “B” was busy raising her two younger children, Gary and Monique, for whom she cared.

For the most part, “B” was mild-mannered, but spoke with boldness whenever she had something to say, even if she “shot first and asked questions later.” After I returned to school and started working evenings, she and I seldom saw each other, and spoke frequently on the phone. I recall any time I called her after 8:00 PM, she would ask, “Why are you calling so late?” “Child, I’m sleeping and I’ll talk to you in the morning.” I often reminded her that given my busy schedule, she should appreciate the fact that I had been thinking of her. However, I later learned that her reason for going to bed early was to get up at 4:00 AM to feed her 17 strayed cats. Oh yeah, “B” was a cat lady.

Not only was "B" a loving mother, but also grandmother, sister and aunt and visited with her family every chance she got. I would be remiss if I did not mention that “B” was also a caretaker. I especially recall watching her struggle with her own health, spending many nights in the emergency room, at least two-three times a week, while caring for her late husband. 

“B” loved to cook and was quick at it. She and I always went grocery shopping together, especially in preparation for our holiday dinner. She cooked American meals while I cooked her favorite West Indian dishes. "B" was well-read and could always be found reading a book. She and I enjoyed talking about politics and the election process. A couple of years ago, we worked together as poll inspectors on Election Day, at my precinct. Our last time together was when I was downsizing from my house. She came down and helped me back up all my fragile items. That's when I first met her youngest grandson whom we took shopping at the mall.

When I first heard of "B's" illness, I visited with her a couple of times. Although it was sad to watch her lying there, I'm glad I did. She remained constant on my mind because we are only several months apart in age. You begin to reflect when death gets close to home. Moreover, I was astound because I thought her condition had been a thing of the past. Once she started to decline, I visited with her again, and before I could see her again, she went home to be with the Lord “B” put up a good fight, but she is in a much better place now. May her soul be at peace!

I only got to meet Berenice once, however, she made a lasting impression during that visit. She was bright, cheerful and I really enjoyed talking to her. Over the years I have heard Monique, Zane and Quinn talk about all the ways she showed so much love for them. It was clear that she enjoyed spoiling her grandchildren. She has left a wonderful legacy for all who were fortunate enough to know her.

My Mother-in-law will be deeply missed but we must remember that her life was the beginning of her great journey.