Thursday, April 30, 2020
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What will I do, who will I call? You were my sister/cousin and I can’t wrap my head around the fact that you are gone. My heart was shattered then a few days later it was broken. Please take your rest, you fought hard and you still won the victory. I know you are up there with the family getting reacquainted and I believe the first thing you probably heard was “Hey Smoke”. I Love you and I will miss your laughter and your jokes. Who will tell me how to coordinate my outfits that I was just learning about because you were SUCH a dress diva. Well, I’ll close now the tears are too much and I still have to go and leave Aunt Bell a message. My heart is BROKEN in little pieces.
