Now I’m the oldest, if only by six minutes. The oldest none the less. You’ve taught me so much about being the eldest. Always keeping in touch with everyone. Always being available to talk and help. Always give, never expecting to get back. Always keep order and everyone in place. You were our pipeline, our source, our constant. Now we’ll have to find things out for ourselves or just miss out. Your glory hallelujah!!! Macaroni and cheese will be missed along with your corn bread stuffing and anti-pasta salad. I’m not going to take up time since Tara and Tina have done such a wonderful tribute, but I just wanted to take out the time to say that I love you and I miss you. I will never forget you. I’m sorry you had to go and it’s hard to accept and believe. We hurt so bad. But I’m glad you’re free. Live better, laugh better, breathe better, feel better, see better. Rest on my sweet sister. You will always be in our hearts.
Though I knew this day would come, I never dreamt that it would be this soon, and certainly not this way.
I still feel as though I’m trapped in a horrific nightmare that I can’t wake myself out of.
I always marveled at your positive attitude in reference to your disabilities. You would say “this is who I am, this the body God gave me, and I accept it”. I don’t know how many people could be as brave and strong as you to have the handicaps that you had and continue through life without bitterness. You always had such a beautiful smile, and a terrific laugh that shall continue to ring in my ears forever.
You opened up your doors and home to everyone. When I first moved to this state with my four babies, I asked you if I could stay with you. You told me that there was no where for us to stay, that there were only two bedrooms, yours, and the one your children both shared. Pausing for a moment, you replied that you still had a living room. For the next four months that living room was our home.
You were the missionary among missionaries. You housed the homeless, not just me, but many others. You fed people, clothed people, gave money to people, co-signed for people, visited people when you were able to, sent letters and cards, and communicated via internet and phone to check on friends and family near and far.
You were your father’s pride, your mother’s joy, your children’s heart, and your sister’s rock.
Though your body be gone, you will always live in my heart.
I Love You and I Miss You
A message for Beeb from your personal Informant.
Aunt BB you died today
Heavy hearted yes
We wept for you Miss BB
I know you're really happy now
Thank your for being our central dispatcher
Bed-ridden what an awful thing
Oh my gosh Miss Beeb
She'll be a star you said
As the thought came to your head
Your "baby girl" will miss you
Left-overs on your tray
Rest on my peaceful angel
Sleep tight God's child
Tell 'em to stop crying
Tell them how much weight you lost
Did you see the shrine we made?
Thank you for the memories you left
You know this family BeeB
Guess that's all I have to say
Make the angels macaronie and cheese
This conculdes our talk
So let me hurry up