I still say I Love You, But now there's no reply. I always feel your presence As if you never left my side. I remember your comforting voice. Now there's not a sound. Only echoes from the past Follow me around. You're always by my side, But I can't hold your hand. The reason why God took you I find hard to understand. Summer days seem much shorter. Dark nights just linger on. Dreams turn into nightmares When the one you love has gone. But real love never fades. It still burns like the sun. Although they're far away, Those memories go on and on. Her spirit will never die It shines like the stars. I know you're sleeping in heaven, But you're living in my heart. John P. Read. "My Soulmate." Family Friend Poems, February 10, 2017. https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-soulmate-4

So nice to revisit your life and memories through these photos. My thoughts are with you.

Anne, if you're up there listening, thank you for being such a wonder light in Eddie's life. You'll be sorely missed. Rest in Peace.

I look forward to seeing my dear sister at the resurrection promised in the holy bible on this earth; Acts 24:15 And I have hope toward God, which hope these men also look forward to, that there is going to be a resurrection of both the righteous and the unrighteous. John 11:38 Then Jesus, after groaning again within himself, came to the tomb. It was, in fact, a cave, and a stone was lying against it. 39 Jesus said: “Take the stone away.” Martha, the sister of the deceased, said to him: “Lord, by now he must smell, for it has been four days.” 40 Jesus said to her: “Did I not tell you that if you would believe you would see the glory of God?” a 41 So they took the stone away. Then Jesus raised his eyes heavenwards and said: “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. 42 True, I knew that you always hear me; but I spoke on account of the crowd standing around, so that they may believe that you sent me.” 43 When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice: “Lazarus, come out! ” d 44 The man who had been dead came out with his feet and hands bound with wrappings, and his face was wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them: “Free him and let him go.”

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Anne. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.