March 28
March 28
Darlene, you are not forgotten. I think of you whenever I see someone with red hair. You were such a beautiful person. I always thought of you as a big sister with such joy in life.
"Those we love don't go away; they walk beside us every day, unseen, unheard, but always near. So loved, so missed, and held so dear."
"Those we love don't go away; they walk beside us every day, unseen, unheard, but always near. So loved, so missed, and held so dear."