Mom,

Hard to believe it has been 7 years since you are gone.  Happiest of Birthdays and remebering all the good times we shared.  This photo is great it shows you, Uncle Mel, and Josh at a happy time and event Josh's graduat...

Dear Mom

22 months have passed since God took you to heaven.  I think of you every day and send you a big hug and kiss. I often think of your gentleness with people and how you use to caress their hand when you comforted them. When s...

"Fresh as Daisy"

Dear Mom:

I remember you saying how you love daisies.  Spring is coming and the meadow of daisies will be coming too.  I remember how you loved spring, as I do. The smell of the fresh brisk cool ...

Dear Mom

Today marks the date of 15 months.  We will, in two days, have the second Christmas. I want to wish you and our family a Merry Christmas. It is the time of our Lord's birth.  The most important birthday of all.  H...

Dear Mom

06/23/17 Nine months have past. It is storming I was wondering mom what you would you say today. I believe mom you would say,:

"A Celebration of life today!" Thank you to military men who sacrifice their...

Mom - we miss you and need you more than ever.  It appears you managed to keep all organized and under control during tax season at my office.  Both Candi and I realize how much you did for us.  You are deeply missed and needed and we...

I wish. I wish upon a star for my dreams to carry me where you are. To hear your voice, to sense your touch, to feel you near would mean so much. I know you are never far away, and you're with me every single day. So I am wishing you with all my...

God looked around his garden and found an empty space

Then He looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face

He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest

God's garden must be beautiful He only takes the...

Dear Mom

I often smile when I think about those times we would travel to and from Johnstown to visit Grace.  And, on the way, you would spot a log cabin.  You would say, "A cabin for me." We would laugh as we would pass...

When I was about 12 or 13 years old, I was going through ( I believe) my first "crush / Broken Heart".

As Mom and I sat at the Living Room table (lived in Lansdale at the time), Mom was playing with a spool of florist wire while...