Barb Jacquot

Born:

Died: January 9, 2001

To My Mom

When the sun rises and the air is filled
with the sweet songs of the birds;
I will feel the warmth of your love for me
and for all of God’s creatures Great and small……..

With the gentle breeze that lifts the soul;
I will hear you whisper a reminder to me to
always try my very best to do what is
right and good, and to remain strong……

When the snow falls gently, landing softly upon the trees;
I will remember to always look for the beauty and kindness
in the world and to leave the ugliness behind………...

And with the gentle rain;
I will remember that although it is all right to cry,
I am never to let the laughter stop………...

Though I feel such a deep loss, the love,
the wisdom and the laughter which was so much
a part of you and is now a part of me, is a gift
that I will cherish forever………..
I am so very proud to be your daughter…….

With all my love, Jo Lee “Icabod”

“Ich liebe Dich und Ich vermisse Dich sehr viel.
Du bist immer mit mir”
(I love you and I miss you so much. You are with me
always)

In Loving Memory
Barb Jacquot-born to eternal life January 9, 2001
Written by Jo Helms Feb.2001
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