Sweet Gloria, at 56, God seems to need another Angel above. My heart hurts, knowing you are not by my side with our 2 boys. Everyday the sun shines, I think of you. When it rains, I think of you. When it snows, I think of you. When the moon glows gently, I think of you. I know you're in God's hands now, in heaven, the best place we all strive for. No more pain, no more tears, you're in the loving arms of our Creator. When I look up at the sky above, up towards the heavens, I think of you. Yes, I miss your cute smile, warm hugs, and loving ways so gentle and kind.
Gone but not forgotten. Until we meet again my sweetness.