Tina, I sure do miss our long talks.  As you know by now John Hamilton and Pat Martin are up in heaven with you and Contessa was waiting on all of you to get there!  I can just imagine all the pranks and laughs you all are having up in heaven!  Even though we didn't talk every day but we sure knew we were there for each other.  You, John Hamilton, Pat Martin, and Contessa Alvarado are/were great friends, friends that I will always remember and cherish the great memories!  Rest easy my dear friends, be waiting on me at the gate to paradise when it is my turn until we meet again.  As you would always tell me when we would end our calls "Love you mean it"!  

Friends forever! 

Tina, I can't believe you are gone.  I miss our long telephone calls.  I still talk to you, waiting for a sign from you.

Jen and Cathy are taking the parrots to. Southern California this week.  You can look down and check on them.

We had a great time last March when we went to Chimney Rock.  Remember that terrible Mexican restaurant!! Lol.

You've always been there for me.  I wish I could have made your last journey easier.  But, big sisters can only fix so much.  You were a fierce fighter through it all. I'm afraid you were needed elsewhere in the great plan of the universe.  Say hi to Ryan.  I image you two are making a plan to smuggle cigarettes into your new home, along with Pepsi.

Love ❤️ 

Oh, Aunt Tina…I remember every visit you made to our house when I was little. I thought you were so cool and had to have jewelry just like yours… I remember the first time I met Jennifer, she was so tiny but you let me hold her… playing with Joey in the backyard… you’ll be missed and loved and thought of always, Aunt Tina. Rest, watch over your babies. 

All my love

Tina was such a dear friend and neighbor and loved her family. We always enjoyed talking about family, flowers and all of our pets. She started having a garden a few years ago and enjoyed spending time with her son helping her plan the garden. When all of the vegetables started to come in, she always  shared her vegetables with the neighbors. The one thing she did not love about gardening were the frogs. Every time she would plow, she always managed to kill one of her frogs.  She was always upset over that and would tell me  “well I took out another frog.” I will miss her so much and the talks we would have. Keeping you all in our thoughts & prayers.