Hi Deb,
It's almost our 2nd Christmas without you & I so don't look forward to it. It doesn't get any easier & I just miss you so much.
You always tried to make everyone's Christmas so special. 
We will celebrate your life & our love for you on Christmas Eve. Your children will be here. Also, Aunt Cassie, Aunt Donna & Uncle Stevie, Aunt Barb & Uncle Jerry. 
Sending you all my love & hugs & kisses. Plese let us know your spirit is here with us.
We're waiting for the birth of your little niece. Please watch over her & keep her safe for us.
I hope you like all the lights that Jim put outside and that you can see them in Heaven.
My Precious Little Girl, I miss you so much! Give me strength to get through these holidays. Watch over all of us, especially your children, and guide us in all that we do.
I will love & miss you forever until we meet again,
Your Mom Forever & Ever

Our second Christmas without you is coming up soon. Oh, how I would  love to have you there just one more time! Hope you have a blessed Christmas in Heaven and light up the sky for me with your angel lights!! I'll look up to heaven on Christmas night to see the brightest star and know that you are there!! Be assured I think of you and pray that you are at peace every day. My love for you has only grown stronger since you left us. You are in my heart always and forever. God has you with Him now, but you will remain in my heart FOREVER!! 
MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
Love, Hugs & Kisses, Always,
Your Broken Hearted Aunt Cassie

My thoughts and prayers are with you Deborah and your precious family this Christmas and holidays have a beautiful Christmas in Heaven with all our precious Angels love and hugs Candy Dermot and Jai xoxoxo

Wounded Holidays
by Alan Harris
Young, they left our homes
in a moment, long or quick,
they were gone.
Dewdrops turned into teardrops,
the shining sea too small
to hold our grief.
"Give us our children back," we pled
as we noticed their plateless places
at the table.
Regret made a river through our days,
tempering laughter,
pervading sudden silences.
Bodies they had through us, with us
bodies housing minds and souls
no longer.
The holiday season's return
makes throb now the wounds
we felt at their parting,
wounds which may heal
in time, we hope,
into strength
but not yet, in this season
of snowflakes that sting and cookies
that somehow taste of vinegar.
"If only," goes our carol.
If only they could return to us
but no.
If only
we could speak with them
but no.
If only we could love them
so intensely that they could
feel our presence right now
but yes, yes to this one,
a thousand yesses--
they can.
How can they not feel our love,
being core in core with us,
heart in heart?
We give love this season to them and
to each other as plundered parents
and wounded healers.
With love flowing, something in our lives
a magnificent, mysterious Something
guides us like a star.

God Bless

On Losing A Daughter
You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her and only that she’s gone or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back or you can do what she’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. 











Loving You Forever, My Sweet Debbie until we are together again,
All my love for eternity,
Mom