We celebrated the beautiful life of my aunt June Mitchell Ingram. As we ending the service at the graveside on a cold cloudy day. i noticed one of the young great granddaughter running up and down the sidewalk with her mother working to keep her quiet.This little angel was like the yellow crocus peeking thought my brown lawn.Her bright innocence a beacon of brightness and hope and wonderment of life renewed .Love renewed .Thanks Aunt June for this gift and reminder. Love you
