Sharon Rowlson

Momma, I miss you more and more each day. Thank you for showing me what it means to be a fighter. Thank for for giving me your stubbornness, your sense of humor, and your kindness. Thank you for teaching me to hold onto joy whenever you can. My world is darker now, without you in it. But, don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise. i’ll take care of Dad. I’ll be there for Jay. I’ll tell the boys every day that you loved them so much, and always will. I’ll keep fighting. For you, Momma. Wherever you are, if it’s Heaven, Elysium, or anywhere in between, whatever it is named, I know you are watching over all of us. Hug Gram, Grampa, Uncle Rob, Ryan, all of them… Hug them all for me, and make sure someone hugs you tight, just from me. I may not be able to call you on my drive home from work anymore, but I can still talk to you, and I will. won’t say goodbye, because you’re not really gone. You will always live on, in my heart, and in the hearts of every person who knew you. I love you so much, Momma. -your punkin