My mother was the Bingo queen!
A special thanks to Nancy Davis for
making this for me..
http://dustin-davis.memory-of.com

 

                             

 

                   
                                      

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Mom

How can I explain what my mom means to me?
What words can I use to explain?
A woman who was the best mom she could be
Trying to shield me from pain.

But the pain I have now, she can't really heal
For it's the pain of not having her here.
But all of the memories and love that I feel
In my heart she will always be near.

My mom was a woman who loved her life so
She fought so hard to stay with us all.
But God called her home and she had to go
It was her time to answer God's call.

I miss her and love her with all of my heart
And I know what she meant to me.
For all of my life she was a big part
And my mom she always will be.

 

 

 

This is a great site. Caring & loving people.

 

 

Jenny is moms first grand daughter and she joined mom in heaven..
Together forever

                                                         

                                                             

 

 Mom and Granddaughter

Jenny

                                                                

                                                                               

                                                      

 

                                                                  

                                                             

          

 

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My Mother Elsie is a Beautiful Angel..

thank you Monica RJ's mom

 The Cross In My Pocket
I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a
Christian no matter where
I maybe.
This little cross isn't magic
nor is it a good luck charm
It isn't meant to protect me
From every physical harm.
It isn't for identification
For all the world to see
Its simply an understanding
Between my savior and me.
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or a key
The cross is there to remind me
Of the price he paid for me.
It reminds me to, to be thankful
For my blessings day by day
And to strive to serve him better
In all that I do or say.
It's also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I share
With all who knew my Master
And give themselves to his care.
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
reminding no one but me
That Jesus Christ is lord of my
Life if only I'll let him be.
AMEN