Happy Birthday, Sis.... We all miss you so... Love Always ~ Bren P.S. Keep an eye out for Dad up there!! <3

Anita, I think of you so often and wish with all my heart that circumstances would have been different... That we would have had more time together, that I would have tried harder to be a part of things I guess! Unfortunately, we can't go back and change the past, we can only build on what life teaches us and move forward... That was something you were always good at too - Moving forward and not letting all the hurdles and heartbreaks stop you from doing and being... I know there was GREAT sadness in your heart and although you hid it well behind that amazing smile and laugh, it showed in your generosity, kindness and genuine love for others! I have been forever touched by that and take comfort in knowing that you are now at peace, wrapped in the arms of your Creator, once again holding your sweet boy! <3 Our brother is home now - I only wish we could have had one last chance to all be together. Soon we will I think and I look forward to that day! You are never more than just a thought away, Sis ~ I Love and Miss you... Always!! <3 ~ Bren

...Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word it always was. Let it be spoken without effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.” ― Rosamunde Pilcher, September Written by: Canon Henry Scott Holland From: Bren ♥ Love you, Sis