Today I will celebrate a life well lived. A quiet and spiritual gatherer of hearts, bright eyes twinkling from beneath the crinkled roadmap that let us glimpse how good the world had been. With style and grace she tenaciously thrived. She was a mender of scraped knees, developer of memories, careful tender of lives, a precipice of solid bedrock for her grandchildren and other people's sons. She was a warm and trusted friend.
As thieves began their heist of golden memories, hers became a continual loop through the disconnected space of present day. The smiles for the faces that reflected back to her the curve of her own face and her wonderfully playful sense of humor, became unknowns. She did not realize the moist eyes as they glanced away were for her.
Our lives, sanded by her laughter, warmed by her heart, improved by her spirit, enriched by her embrace, are precious keepsakes. And now at peace, this beautiful lass can throw her head back in the sunlight and dance.
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