On June 28th, 2007 my mother-in-law passed away after fighting many years with colon cancer. We only met in person two times in our lives but we kept in touch via phone and e-mails. I met Sande the first time I met Ryan Feb. 23, 2002. She always had a calming and encouraging way about her. I miss not being able to talk to her on the phone and share Emily's daily happenings with her. We miss her very much but know she is in a better place.
Here is our only picture of our little one that we miscarried Aug.1, 2007. I was 8.5 weeks along.
Gently they go,
the beautiful , the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go,
the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve.
And I am not resigned.
Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay(1900's lyrical poet and play writer)
Mother’s Pride
She gave me life and nurtured me
When I was like a budding tree.
She showed me what is false and true,
And how to smile when I was blue.
She taught me almost everything
That life would someday bring,
Taught me what was right or wrong,
How to read, to sing a song.
Now she’s with a Shining Star,
Time is running like the tide
And I have wandered very far
With memories of my Mother’s pride.
Poem by Ken and Sandy Parrish
She gave me life and nurtured me
When I was like a budding tree.
She showed me what is false and true,
And how to smile when I was blue.
She taught me almost everything
That life would someday bring,
Taught me what was right or wrong,
How to read, to sing a song.
Now she’s with a Shining Star,
Time is running like the tide
And I have wandered very far
With memories of my Mother’s pride.
Poem by Ken and Sandy Parrish
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