Barbara Ann Fisk

I apologize for the delay in writing this letter to you. It’s been four days since you went to Heaven, and I still can’t believe you are gone. I’ve been reminiscing about some of our most special moments, like the time we were returning from the Ladies Retreat, and I missed the exit to return to St. Petersburg, so we ended up having to go through Tampa and how after that every time I missed a turn you asked me if we were going to Tampa. Yeah, you had a great sense of humor. And then there’s the time we were doing coloring book therapy in Kelli’s office at your extended stay vacation home (also known as Advanced Care Center) and Kelli asked you “Miss Fisk, if you were a stripper what would your stripper's name be”? And without missing a beat you looked at her and said “Leelou”.

I miss how when I visited you, you’d tell me about the butterflies you’d seen that day. Or, how you loved to sit in the sun. How you loved your Red Lobster meals and Jimmy Dean breakfast sandwiches. Let us also not forget grilled cheese, Cheezits, candy and Strawberry flavored anything.

You were the most kind, generous person I knew. I am so very glad that we had the best 10 years together. I’m so very glad that I was able to be with you last Saturday and that I was able to talk to you, stroke your hair and kiss your forehead while whispering in your ear that you were loved so very much.

I am happy that you are no longer suffering from kidney failure, and I am happy that you are with Mom, Aunt Joan, Grandma & Grandpa and even Mr. Bill.

In closing I want to say another “I love you”, knowing that your reply would be, as always “Me, too. I love me too”.

Sweet dreams Auntie.

Love,

Sharon

September 28, 2022