Once a year for the past three years, someone I care about has passed on to the other side. I must be getting to 'that' age. Whatever 'that' age is. I was unable to attend the celebration of someone's life yesterday, because I came down with some ugly bug on Friday at work. I had to leave an hour early from work...but I digress.
I can still see Carol in my mind's eye, laughing in the foyer at church, giggling on a ferry boat ride. Her long blondish hair shining. She went on to become a mom, grandmother, and did wonderful things for her family. Faithful and sweet and kind. I'll always remember her that way. With a smile on her face.
Carol Anderson Biddle, a woman of love and faith and with a smile that lit up the world. Prayers and condolences to her family...
I can still see Carol in my mind's eye, laughing in the foyer at church, giggling on a ferry boat ride. Her long blondish hair shining. She went on to become a mom, grandmother, and did wonderful things for her family. Faithful and sweet and kind. I'll always remember her that way. With a smile on her face.
Carol Anderson Biddle, a woman of love and faith and with a smile that lit up the world. Prayers and condolences to her family...
Oh man, I so agree!! My husband keeps reminding me we are at the age that people start to pass on, and it's just not right. It doesn't make it any easier to loose them... and the only thing that helps is knowing they're still alive, we just don't get to see them for a while. Sorry for your loss...
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