In Loving Memory of My Dear Friend;
Sharon
When my dear friend died the following poem was sent to me by my friend Donna. It was very helpful in my road back from the terrible pain and depression that followed Sharon's death. She was my buddy. We played with our grandchildren in my front yard, visited over coffee, shopped til we dropped, discussed everything from soup to God. She occupied many hours of my days and left a huge hole in my life. She was my friend, my sister, my companion.
I met Sharon when my youngest son, A.J. and her son Mike were eight years old. She was A.J.'s team mom on his first little league team, his den mother in cub scouts and played a big part in the lives of my four children for fifteen years. Whenever anything went wrong, Sharon was always there for us. When I met Sharon I was sure of several things right away; Her great love for God, Her BIG heart and Her loving nature.
Sharon and her family quickly became members of our family. They joined us in our celebrations of the holidays, birthdays, graduations and such. She has been sorely missed. I never entered or left Sharon's presence without a hug and kiss. I thank God for our time together and feel sorry for those who never had a chance to call her friend and for the world because she is not in it anymore.