jacqueline r DeMaria Relation to Deceased: niece Aunt Sue was the last of my Rose Aunts and I will remember her fondly. One thing I will remember is that she was the trimmest of my aunts and had beautiful red hair. i visited her and Uncle Mike in Las Vegas where they spent their retirement years and were so happy. God bless you Aunt Sue and may you have peace in your heavenly home. Jackie and family 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