Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal.
Life is eternal; and, love is immortal.
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.
To live in the hearts of people we leave behind is not to die.
If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I will walk right up to heaven, and bring you home again. We miss you pa!
Notes: It’s eight years since you were cruelly murdered - we are still asking who killed you.
It’s ma birthday, and your death anniversary.
We thank Allah, Alhamdoulililah!
Nellie
