Denise Mary

Denise Mary Ellen Brown It's five years now, since you sighed your last breath, before you died. It hurt me so to lose you though, but I know it was your time to go. You suffered way too long, it's time to heal the hurt I made, then I guess I have a way to go. I mention your name a lot of the time, to the people that were left behind. It is so hard that you're not here, still miss you so, always will my dear. Love Keith