Barb and I had a lot of conversations about Jesus, His return, heaven, and family. We laughed and cried, usually in the same conversations. It was an honor to call her my friend. I’ll miss her. Rest well, Barbo.
The things that meant so much to me about Barb would seem silly to others; speaking in accents(British Hillbilly was a favorite), talking politics and wild conspiracies, solving the worlds problems. All in the few minutes it took to leave at the end of the day. You were a warrior with your illness. I will miss your light. Rest in peace "luv".
