Whenever we gather and you are not there, someone (or two or three) remarks sadly about your absence. "I miss Elizabeth" (they always use your bloggy alias). You are all the sparkle, laughter, grace, and joy in the family. You are the most wonderful Godmother to my daughter - and her very best friend in the entire world (don't tell Dad, who will insist that isn't true!). You are a talking catechism and I know you will always have the answer to any questions I have about the Church.
Thank you for all the laughs, the trips to Target, the salami cheese bread recipe, the phone calls, the awesome Christmas card, and everything else. I love you.