Every time I think of Sue, I remember this little saying that I received when I lost my mom last June.
"God saw her getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around her and whispered "come to me." With tearful eyes we watched her, and saw her pass away. Although we loved her dearly, we could not make her stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best."
Linda Lombard
Colleague and Friend
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