Rose Marie Addington

Dear Rose, I thank my lucky stars for you. I do not like it that you are gone. My world is smaller without you. I do not like death, no matter how good the place is once we get there. You were a lovely person to me and my son. My whole life, I will never forget the $40 you sent me that was beyond the $200 you had intended for me that dropped in the snow in a half-blizzard in your area when my son and I were homeless in Colorado Springs, Colorado. It was a joy to get your card, but even more to hear the story about the money, and even more, I loved the cross you sent me with a lucite cross, which has a mustard seed in the middle and silver embracing it. You embraced me and my son during a time when many walked right on by. I thank God for you and will hope to become as much like Jesus as you were, pretty, loving, joyful, "Jesus-Girl." I already miss your emails. God bless you. And God bless your children and family now and forever.