Mom’s First Heavenly Birthday

Today would have been your birthday, Mom. Our hearts still ache from the space your absence left, yet there’s a quiet joy in knowing you’re celebrating in Heaven — whole, radiant, and free. I can almost picture you laughing with the angel choirs, your voice woven into their song of eternal praise.

Down here, the memories linger like soft echoes — your gentle hands, your tender heart, your laughter that could brighten even the weariest day. The ache reminds us of the depth of love shared, and though our loss still feels fresh, we find comfort in knowing that love has not been severed, only transformed.

Your legacy lives on in every prayer whispered, every act of kindness, every moment we choose to love as you did — fully, fiercely, and with grace.
📖 “And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying.” — Revelation 21:4 (NKJV)

Until we meet again, we hold you close in our hearts. Love and miss you always, Mom / Granny Lice 🤗💞