Today we buried my cousin, Sandy Eagleburger. She was 50 years old.
Sandy's life on this earth was troubled. She searched so long for that elusive something that would make her feel complete. She came close to finding it during the early years of her marriage to Mark, and in raising her children, but it slipped away from her tenuous grasp. She struggled again to find it in the smiles and hugs of her grandsons, but it seemed to once again elude her.
I hope you found what you were searching for, Sandy, and can rest with an untroubled spirit. Say hi to mom and Craig for me. You are missed.
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