Tuesday, January 20, 2015
I had the joy of caring for Mary for near 18 months at the Pines. Everyday I was greeted by her warm smile and tender heart. It was a rewarding doing my part in caring for her, and a pleasure interacting with her wonderful family to whom I extend my deepest sympathies. She will not be forgotten.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow;I am the diamond glints on the snow.I am the sunlight that ripened grain;I am the gentle autumns’s rain.When you awaken in the morning’s hush,I am the swift uplifting rush,Of quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft star that shines at night.Do not stand at my grave and cry.I am not there; I did not die."
always,
Debra
