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Passed into eternal life.
Awarded her angel wings.
Scored her final trip to paradise.
Traveled home to the Lord.
Soared into the loving arms of Jesus.
Took his last joyous hike to streets of gold. Greeted by Peter at heaven’s gate.
Take your sweet time.
Go forth — drag your feet, hem and haw, warm a chair, diddle-daddle, horse around, burn daylight, take a rain check. Remember — this life
is only a rest stop to the next.