Once a Queen, always a queen. (In school I was called Queenie).
I am an 80 year old great grandmother who adores her family and loves learning new things.
Betty with her first best friend Merry.........and with her last best friend Aubrey. I hope you think of me as much as I think of you. Happy Birthday.......5/2/46
Life partners. Its an amazing thing. Please remember Dad on the second. He needs peace. He needs to be happy again. This breaks my heart on a continual basis thinking of it.
There was some kind of peace in Aubrey....I was sitting next to him in Wed. night service, and he worshiped like I hadn't seen before. He was so real, and I know it's so hard for him, but at the same time he knows Betty is in a better place....I love them both so much and will think of them both. Love you all...Abby
Aubrey and I made another visit to beautiful Jones Hill Cemetery on Betty's birthday. He put beautiful flowers on her grave and very tenderly arraigned them to make them perfect. Meanwhile I was doing the same for Dad's grave. It is easy for us to go together. We speak of times gone by and always leave feeling close to the life we knew in the days gone by. Mother
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Okay, you made me cry.
Life partners. Its an amazing thing. Please remember Dad on the second. He needs peace. He needs to be happy again. This breaks my heart on a continual basis thinking of it.
There was some kind of peace in Aubrey....I was sitting next to him in Wed. night service, and he worshiped like I hadn't seen before. He was so real, and I know it's so hard for him, but at the same time he knows Betty is in a better place....I love them both so much and will think of them both.
Love you all...Abby
Aubrey and I made another visit to
beautiful Jones Hill Cemetery on
Betty's birthday. He put beautiful
flowers on her grave and very
tenderly arraigned them to make them perfect. Meanwhile I was doing the same for Dad's grave.
It is easy for us to go together.
We speak of times gone by and always leave feeling close to the
life we knew in the days gone by.
Mother
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