Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long.
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared;
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.

Our friends, women of strength,
who showed courage in the midst of their fear.

Peggy Rowlands
Dec. 16, 1923 - Jan. 30, 2004

Marlene Coates
Aug. 24, 1955 - April 12, 2004

Vi Hill
June 8, 1930 - Aug. 24, 2004

Beth Lindow-Wietholter
April 28, 1951 - Nov. 5, 2005

Bonnie Holmes
March 25, 1949 – March 28, 2010