Ann Needham
Jean Riley, I think of you often. When a stormy sky swirls above, I think of standing with you in the hay field by our ancestors' homeplace, thanking the Creator for the beauty of the moment just before the storm begins to relinquish its raindrops. I say, "Thank You, Father God." You follow with, "Thank you, Mother God." God is! And His precious Son came and left, leaving His Spirit for our comfort and leading and guidance and purification. Thanking Him for you, your life and family. Your dear cousin, Julianne, has recently gone on as well. Many have gone before you. There are a few cousins left to follow. Memories continue to bring you close. We look forward to meeting again!