I’m getting ready to go to a funeral and the song that reminds me of Margaret is How Great Thou Art.

90 tears young she was at service every Sunday. Both when she lived across the street from the Church.

In a special love my friend Barb adopted her for as Barb said” she needed a daughter and I needed a mother”.

I sat with her while Barb played the bells just three Sundays ago.And yes she was at Church just three days before she died.

Verse I’m looking for is “When through the woods a forest glades I wander and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.” It sums up her love of nature and especially birds and flowers.

She passed out the bulletins. She was always kind. She will be missed.