Debbie A Meli Relation to Deceased: Niece Aunt Theresa, Family ties run deep. You had them right up until your last days on this earth. Remember the walk to the public market to buy dinner? We bought live chickens. We carried them back to your house where you took off the feathers and cooked them. I couldn’t eat them because I saw them alive… I have fond memories of Christmas Eve every year at your house. Playing bingo, laughing… I will miss our visits at the nursing home too. I love you Aunt Theresa. Rest in Peace The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips