Anonymous
Mom...I see your face in front of me. I see your smile and see the way your eyes sparkle when we talk about your grankids. I see the peace come over you when we talk of your salvation and the acceptance of your time on earth. No, this is not where you belong, here with us; you belong there with Him. Your real Home. I love you Momma, and I will forever be blessed with the time I had with you.
Your daughter,
Barbara##imported-begin##Barbara Gleason##imported-end##

