Dawn M Haines Relation to Deceased: Daughter in law Mom i miss u so much with each passing day the girls are getting so big i wish u were her to see them they even miss u so much also ,so does ur son,he doesn,t talk about it but i know he misses u also.I want you to know my hope is we,ll all see u again someday in heaven until then know that we love u and miss u.Love always Your Daughter Dawn and Son Michael and Granddaughters Brittany & Cameo The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Dawn M Haines Relation to Deceased: Daughter in law Mom i miss u so much with each passing day the girls are getting so big i wish u were her to see them they even miss u so much also ,so does ur son,he doesn,t talk about it but i know he misses u also.I want you to know my hope is we,ll all see u again someday in heaven until then know that we love u and miss u.Love always Your Daughter Dawn and Son Michael and Granddaughters Brittany & Cameo The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody