God saw that you were getting tired, and a cure was not meant to be So he put his arms around you and whispered "Come with me" Your golden heart stopped beating, hard hands working at rest God broke our hearts to prove to us... He only takes the best. Kiss Elouise, Ella Mae, and my brother Ronnie for me. I love and I miss you all more than you can imagine. Rest in Paradise. Your niece, Brann