God looked around his garden, and he found an empty place. He then looked down upon this earth, and he saw your tired face. He knew that you were suffering. He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road getting rough, and the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your weary eyelids and whispered, "Peace Be Thine." It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone. For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
Sharon Elaine Newhouse
March 5, 1951 - August 10, 2010