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Welcome to my page dedicated to my mom.
                       Violet Rose Witt                                            October 17, 1933 - Feb. 5, 1995
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My mom lost the battle with breast cancer in 1995, but won eternal life. Jesus has welcomed her to a new & forever home where she is cancer-free. I'm so glad that I got to spend the Christmas of 1994 with her & my dad, and all my brothers. That was the last time I would see her alive.  She told us all that she loved us and that it was the best Christmas she'd ever had.  Mom died at home , and as dad tells us, with a big smile on her face.
She was free at last!  I miss her very much, and often wish she were still here, but I know she is in a better place.  Every day that passes, I am closer to seeing her again in that heavenly home.  Mom, I love you & miss you so much. Our family misses you. Wish you didn't have to leave so soon, but I guess God had other plans for you.  You're in His presence, and there is no better place to be!
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"Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall  he live. And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die." John 11: 25,26
                 Mom & Dad                                             Eddie H. & Violet Rose Witt.

Roses Will Bloom Again

I planted a little rose bush, tended it with care.
It's buds begin to blossom, their sweet
fragrance filled the air.
But when winter came it withered, the petals
drooped and fell to the ground.
My heart sank as it faded. But I'd forgotten
who had made it. He said...

Roses will bloom again, just wait and see.
Don't mourn what might have been.
Only God knows how and when.
Roses will bloom again.

Rose was his only sweetheart, a loving wife
of forty years. He cherished every day they had,
and held the memories dear.
He never dreamed he'd bury love and go
on to live alone. When he lay his Rose to rest,
he looked to Heaven and tried his best
to believe.....

Roses will bloom again, just wait and see.
Don't mourn what might have been.
Only God knows how and when.
Roses will bloom again.

The Precious Rose of Sharon, broken and bruised
in cruel shame. Stained the cross at Calvary
so that men might be saved.
Satan cheered as He died, while Mary and
the others cried. Then God raised Him up
from death's sleep. And kept a promise only
He could keep.

Roses will bloom again, just wait and see.
Don't mourn what might have been.
Only God knows how and when.
Roses will bloom agan.

( used by permission )
Music by Marcia Henry/ Marcia Henry Music BMI
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" But God will redeem my soul
from the power of the grave;
for He shall receive me."
Psalm 49:15
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Mom and
grandson Phillip
the song you are listening to is " Ten Thousand Angels "
Here are some good breast cancer links To check out:             Click on the "OK" button.
Breast self exam, how- to
American Cancer Society
National Cancer Institute
Cancer Answers-- art, poetry by those touched by breast cancer. Personal stories & links


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against Breast
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