Brooke by Ursula Voth / Dad, Mom, Michelle, Grandma & Red

My dearest friend,

We will miss you forever. You stole our heart 7 years ago and today our hearts were broken. Everthing I do reminds me of you. I can’t stop crying. I know you are at peace now and no longer in pain, that thought consoles me, but I miss you so much. I can’t tell you how much it hurts. Snowball is waiting for you, and you both can play and run, and some day when we cross the bridge, you will be waiting for us.
We love you bunches.


With all our love,
Ursula Voth