Coreen and I did very little together but did much alongside each other. She was the person who cried with me over the refugees who we couldn’t help. We prayed, where our hands were not enough. I celebrated her backyard chickens and vanilla extract and deer sausage and we shared gardening and recipes.

We each adopted people into our families and knew we were richer for what they brought to our lives.

Simply said, We loved Jesus together. I will deeply feel this loss of a kindred spirit. Coreen I know you are laughing and exuberantly taking in all of heaven. Until we meet there, you have my love and admiration for all you are and made more beautiful here.