The Heartfelt Farewell

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The next afternoon at Laney's funeral, Laney's 16-year-old sister, Danica or Dani, read the eulogy. It was in the form of a poem that she had written titled "Guardian Angel."

"Guardian Angel"

My sister was an angel on earth,

And now she is my guardian angel.

There's not a day that goes by,

That I don't think of her smiling face.

She was always there to make my tears dry,

And was always there to be my saving grace.

I miss our talks,

I miss our movie nights.

I miss our endless SVU and Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman marathons,

I miss our karaoke sessions in the car.

I miss our days spent baking together,

I miss us crying, laughing, and dancing together.

Even though I can never get those things back,

I can live knowing that we had the best of times together,

And I can live knowing that she will forever be my guardian angel.

Laney's best friend, Leila sang hers and Laney's favorite song, "I Can Only Imagine."

I can only imagine

What it will be like

When I walk by Your side

I can only imagine

What my eyes would see

When Your face is before me

I can only imagine

Yeah

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for You Jesus

Or in awe of you be still?

Will I stand in Your presence,

Or to my knees, will I fall?

Will I sing hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

When that day comes

And I find myself

Standing in the Son

I can only imagine

When all I will do

Is forever, forever worship You

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for you Jesus

Or in awe of you be still?

Will I stand in your presence

Or to my knees will I fall?

Will I sing hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory

What will my heart feel?

Will I dance for you Jesus

Or in awe of you be still?

Will I stand in your presence

Or to my knees, will I fall?

Will I sing hallelujah?

Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine, yeah

I can only imagine

I can only imagine, yeah-yeah

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

I can only imagine

When all I will do

Is forever, forever worship You

I can only imagine. 

 

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