Dearest Meenie:
From the moment I saw you, I loved you. Beautiful, playful, adoring, intelligent, loyal. There is no doubt that you were an angel from Heaven, who watched over and loved me unconditionally. You were always so happy to see me, with such loud singing. You fought so hard against the terminal sarcoma that savagely weakened your optimistic spirit, and eventually took your life. Always the perfect loving lady, you battled Death with everything in your being yesterday so that I could get to you to say goodbye. God took you at 2:30 a.m. today. Death, be not proud, though some have called you mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so.
I will always remember you, Meenie,
and you are forever in my heart.
I love you precious darling.
In Loving Memory of Wilomena,
| Wilomina |
| 2, Apr 2006 |
| Kimberlee Pickard |