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Everytime I see a picture of her I could cry.  She had so much to offer the world, a beautiful soul taken way too soon.  I keep thinking how much she would adore those grandchildren and I can picture her playing with them and how much they would love her back.  Heart

The moving finger writes; And having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line Nor all your Tears Wash out a Word of it. Omar Khayam