A butterfly flies beside us like a warm sunbeam, and for a brief moment it's glory and beauty belong to us and our world. But then it flies on again, and though we wish it could have stayed with us, We feel so lucky to have seen it. Sharon, even though you have been gone a year, It seems like only yesterday that you flew beside us. There are tears in our hearts that will never reach our eyes. We love and miss you, Howard, Nan, Nick and Troy