Missy laughed at the oddest moments. Her funny-bone was a unique part of her unique personality, and was a delight to behold. Those who knew Missy will recall her laughing during movies at her own "moments" and getting a kick out of situations that others just didn't "get."

Wouldn't our lives have been different without Missy?

In Missy we witnessed the wonderful interweaving of lives and personalities, each one different, each one of value, each one interdependent upon others.

She was a gift to our family and a gift to many others with whom she was placed.

Can our hearts keep from crying out for her to continue blooming on this side of the wall?