This past weekend was your funeral and was nearly impossible for my emotions. I found myself so sick to my stomach. I cried harder then I have ever cried in my life, random things would make me just sobb. It was hard to see you in that stupid box, it made me mad, sad and plain unhappy. I just kept saying to myself "This isn't right, This shouldn't be happening." We were supposed to grow old and grey together, we were suposed to have girls nights in the nursing home laughing about our childhood and the stupid things we all did. You were suposed to watch your kids grow up, get married and acomplish so many things in their lives. We were supposed to end this life together not one of us leave so young.
I'm relieved that your not in pain anymore, but my heart is sad that I can't hug you or talk to you or go through lifes experiences with you. Thank you Renae for this wonderful poem.
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put his arms around you and whispered "Come with Me." With tearful eyes I watched you, and saw you pass away. Although I loved you dearly, I could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove to me he only takes the best. Put this on your status if there is someone in Heaven you miss every day. I love you Whitney Fuller Dow, and I always will. You will forever be in my heart. 
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
The hardest weekend of my life!
Posted by Malinda at 6:36 PM
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This looks like you have had a hard time. I know you are strong and will come out on top. It is always great to have good friends and it seems that Whitney was a great person and I love what you have to say about her.
Thank you Libby. Whitney is one of the best people in my life. It is hard having her gone, but I am making it through. Thank you for your kind words. We need to exchange emails. here is mine. melsand85@gmail.com do you have a blog?
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