Birth date: Oct 12, 1968 Death date: Jan 28, 2018
Age 49, of Ypsilanti, formerly of Michigan Center, passed away at her home Sunday January 28, 2018. She is survived by her father, Luther M. Griffith Sr., seven siblings, Eve (John) Moorhead, Dee (Bubba) Jones, Andy Boyer, Luther Read Obituary
A SPATHIPHYLLUM was sent on February 3, 2018With Deepest Sympathy Rosealicious
Love Bridgit Peeper and
Pam Zoltowski
When Great Trees Fall by Maya AngelouWhen great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance ofdark, cold caves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.― Maya Angelou
Sending my most sincere condolences to the family and friends.Beautiful Rose called home too soon for those left behind. Today I cry tears of sadness. Your presence will be deeply missed. Your infectious smile is engrained in my mind. Your passion, kindness, and sweet spirit will forever be a warm and loving memory in my heart and bring a smile to my face. Thank you for all the love and kindness you freely gave to my family. Your constant respect and kindness towards me never went unnoticed. You will now be able to enjoy the fragrance of the rose and all flowers but mostly ....Dance! Dear Rose, Dance now on the streets of gold, dwell now in the house our Lord has made. RIP
