Hello Aunt Theresa. Your understanding of life, beyond life, is greater than that of all of us you left behind. You are not gone. You have moved to a new address, but it is not so far away that loving memories cannot reach you. My first introduction to you and your sister Mary was met with a greeting of, "Hi Ronald. Do you want some apple pie?" My memories of you will always be apple pie and whenever Carol and I visited with you, you would search with your feeble eyes and ask, "Where is Ronald?" When Carol spoke to you on the phone,you always asked,"How is Ronald?"
Well Theresa, you are walking in the garden of paradise now awaiting the day of Ressurrection, and just in case you want to know, Ronald misses you, but at the moment, I'm okay. Bye for now.