I think of your love for all.
I think of your heart that cared so deeply for the children you worked with.
I think of how much you adored your husband, Greg.
I think of how much you adored your girls and Chris.
I think of your flare for decorating.
I think of laughter.
I think of ice cream.
I think of your passion to live your life deliberately.
I think of how many people you touched in your 62 years on this earth.
I think about how I wish we'd had more time together.
I think of hospitality.
I think of Christmas's.
I think of Sticky Fingers BBQ
I think of your grandchildren.
I think of your mom and your siblings.
I think of shopping for bargains.
I think of the old days.
I think of the recent days.
I think of your wisdom.
I think of your fears.
I think of your strength.
I think of your weaknesses.
I think of your sense of justice.
I think of your discernment.
I think of the way you hated dogs.
I think of how you hated getting your picture made.
I think of your smile.
I think of how you lived your life driven by your love for Jesus.
What I can't think of is doing life without you.
I can't think about holidays without you.
I can't think of Greg without you.
I can't think of the hole that's left in our family.
You lived your life well. Life will not be the same without you, beautiful Cindy. I miss you every minute of every day. I love you more than you ever knew. I wish I could tell you one more time that I love you. I can't wait to see you again.
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