Thursday, January 7, 2016
Yes, my heart is broken. Rose, to me, was a special and dear friend. We taught together as sixth grade cooperating teachers for seventeen years until she retired from the Cavallini Middle School. For the years that followed we kept in touch via phone several times a year even though I had moved to Florida. When ever I traveled north, we would try to connect. Most recently we spoke on the phone in early December while waiting at the airport for a return flight to Florida. We had just spent Thanksgiving with our daughter's family. Rose and I had a long and wonderful chat about life and she spoke lovingly of how happy her whole family's gathering at Thanksgiving made her feel. She so loved you all, that gathering together at that time was one of the greatest gifts you could have given her. Rose will always remain in my mind as an extraordinary and vibrant woman. I will miss her, but she will always remain in my prayers.
Love,
Joan
