To Sharrons family
I'm thankful for being given the gift of knowing you.
Your mother and I spent time crafting,traveling, movies,restaurants(dessert,toffee pudding).
Tea rooms,we loved tea rooms
We laughed so much
We had the chance to say our "I love you"
Your time has come, as it will for all of us. In the poem "The Dash", it refers to making the most of your life between birth and death. My hope is, that you thought it was a life well lived. For me ... I have a lifetime of memories of you and with you. You've been a pillar in my life. Never to be forgotten. Thanks sis, for making my life better than it would have been without you in it. Love always .......
In times of sorrow, memory offers both balm and solace. Our beloved Sharron, whose heart was both generous and selfless, bestowed upon us warmth akin to her humor-filled laughter. Her thoughtfulness was her unending legacy - it graced our lives in sweet surprises like birthday cakes and exquisite graduation dresses. Though we veered off course for some seasons, love summoned us back into its embrace. Sharron remains in the world as an echo of this love - enduring always and forever in our hearts.
When Sharon was down south every Wednesday afternoon, a bunch of us girls had an AA meeting. we’d sit around and drink margaritas and eat! people passing by would say what are you girls doing ? we would reply we are have an AA meeting ! (Sorry real AA members )8we always got a laugh out of that .her and I just before dark would jump in the golf cart and drive around the park checking up on everybody being nosey we loved it. We became very good friends and I hope I was a good friend to her. I will miss her greatly
