Tuesday, January 13, 2026
Rip, beautiful soul. A lifetime of memories of visiting you and Zack and Uncle Charles growing up back home. I still have the lipstick you gave me when I was around thirteen years old. It was a pretty rose pink in a sea foam green case. I kept it all these years because it was so special to me. It was my very first piece of makeup, and I felt so grown up and beautiful in it. You were always so kind to me and my brother and we adored you for it. You are at peace now and with Zack again. Fly High, Janet. You've earned your wings.
Thinking of everyone back home right now...especially your Dad and Uncle Charles.