Friday, March 10, 2017
If yellow roses grow in Heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me, place them in Gina's arms and tell her they're from me. Tell her I love her and I already miss her so, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for awhile. Honoring her is easy, I'll think of her every day, because there is an ache within my heart, that will never go away. Gina, thanks for being YOU, enjoy your wings, you earned them many years ago. With heartfelt sympathy to the Vance Family.
