Monday, May 4, 2015
The memories of my sister Jennie are filled with love. She was my second mother who made sure my young life was in order. She bathed my brother and me, dressed us for school and parted our wet hair in place, all the while having a wide smile.She was a beautiful woman and I enjoyed the days I spent with her in my youth. In the autumn of my life I miss her more, but now I know our loving God has a flower garden for her to dwell in forever. She is home.