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Isbell, Dorothy Jean (1935 - 2002)

In Loving Memory of Mom

Dorothy Jean Isbell a native of Alabama. Passed away on March 23, 2002. She was a percious mother, grandmother, great grandmother and sister. She has 2 sons, 3 daugthers, and 3 son-in-laws. 5 grandkids and 8 great grandkids.

In these busy, hectic lives we lead, too often we forget, to be thankful to the person to whom we owe our greatest debt. We know you are gone on to be with the Lord but we know you will hear as we say thank you for all you did for us. "Thank You" Mom for the words you spoke while catching tears that we cried. Even though you did not win the race but we're proud of you for trying. "Thank You" Mom for the open arms that always chased away our fear, for the loving embrace of a mother can make the whole world disappear. "Thank You" Mom for the many tears that you shed on our behalf and pretending that you weren't mad when we didn't do just right. "Thank You" Mom for all the nights you lay in bed and prayed for God to keep us safe no matter where we layed our head. "Thank You" Mom for the guidance through all our years of growing, somehow molding the way we would live our life without ever knowing. "Thank You" Mom for your patience and understanding all along, those years we thought we were always right and that you were always wrong. "Thank You" Mom for teaching us the most valuable lesson we would learn, that you can love someone with everything and expect nothing in return. And most of all we "Thank You" Mom for all the years we had with you. We know you've gone to be with Jesus and walking the streets of gold, we know you have no pain or suffering because Jesus told us so.

My Life Is In Heaven "I want my children to know" I see the countless trees around the world below. I see tiny lights like heavens star reflecting on the snow. The sight is so spectacular. Please wipe away that tear, fo I'm spending time with Jesus Christ and enjoying it ever so dear. I hear the many christian songs that people hold so dear but the sounds of music can't compare with the beautiful choir up here. I hove no words to tell you of the joy thier voices bring for it is beyond description to hear the angels sing. I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart, oh I wish you could hear the angels play this beautiful harp. I can't tell you of the splendor or the peace here in this place. Can you just imagine seeing our Savior face to face. I'll ask him to lift your spirit as I tell him of your love, So then pray for one another as you lift your eyes above. This is from a dear friend of the family. Thank you so much for the kind words in out time of pain.

Mom left us one early March morning. The angels came down to guide her home. She is in heaven, smiling down on us. Can feel her around. My heart may be sad, my eyes filled with tears, but I know that she is very happy and in no more pain. The last few days she was here, was able to sit by her bed and hold her hand. Even though she could not hear me or speak, I told her how much I loved her, and how I was happy that she had been my mom. In my heart I know she heard me. Mom you mean everything to me. There is so much of you running thru me, the things that you taught me, the joys we shared, all the pain, but we pulled each other thru it. And now I have a very special guardian angel to stand by my side. Thank you Mom for every little thing. Love you so much. Susie