In Memory

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Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

~From a headstone in Ireland

Losing your Mom to such a devastating disease as Alzheimer's is heartbreaking,
Through the caregiving of my Mom, I relived the joys of motherhood, I was raising my Mom. For her to lose her mind is a tragedy - but to forget her own family takes a toll on us all - Alzheimer's may have stripped her of her memory here on earth - she know us now!

~Nothing describes the heartbreak of losing a baby, especially when it is your granddaughter. As tragic as it seems Macey made a mark on this family and she is loved and missed by us all~ she was definitely a fighter for her three days here with us.

Your playmate, your best friend - nothing in the world describes the loss of losing your little sister.
We lost Vickie in 1983, she was just days away from her 32nd birthday. She had so much to live for and yet her fight was over as Hodgkins' took over her body.
It was shocking and so untimely to us all - we didn't have a chance to really say 'Goodbye'.

A weaving instructor at Culp Weaving in Graham, NC. Wayne preached on radio Sunday mornings, he was an Evangalist and along with Charlie Rich held services at the cafeteria in Graham. He had many friends, Larry Apple was always by his side, his love of fishing was greatly known.
Calling his sister, Naomi, 'Ole Mama Hen, Wayne and she were very close. Along with everyone who knew him, he is loved and missed.
He loved the Lord, he's an angel.

Such a devastating blow of the tragic loss of my great-niece's Daddy, Terry Ray Graves. Carbon-monoixde poisoning was the cause of his death on that cold December night just trying to stay warm. His daughter, Brittney and son Dylan love and miss him very much. He was a "Special Daddy" to Brittney and is constantly on her mind. This 'angel' is for Daddy from Brittney -

Brian was my second cousin, 23 years old and quite an amazing fellow. It was said he wasn't a good swimmer yet we wonder why he went swimming to begin with. He drowned trying to swim that night in the dark, murky waters of Jordan Lake in Chatham County, N.C. Living most of his life in Georgia, he was just living here in Graham a few months. Brian will be sorely missed by all who knew and loved him.

Don’t tell me that you understand.
Don’t tell me that you know.
Don’t tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.
Don’t come at me with answers
That can only come from me.
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.
Accept me in my ups and downs.
I need someone to share.
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say, “My friend, I care.”

Author Unknown

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