I have had the opportunity to hold and play with Cheryl's 5-month old grandson this week.  Too bad that her relationship with her boys was such that they moved so far away.   What a delightful baby.  All smiles and giggles.  Too bad she is missing out on this.

Her boys are wonderful.  They wrote up the most fantastic obit for her.  Sad that they couldn't say all that to her while she was still alive.  Just goes to show you.  She was the type that wouldn't tell you what was going on, but then got mad when you didn't ask what was wrong.

Oh, well.  Funeral on Sunday.  Life will be different from now on.  RIP Cheryl.  I hope you find the happiness you didn't find here.

TTFN.

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