Natasha Henderson
Beth was a spitfire of a woman so much creativity, compassion, and love in a rather small package. She was another grandma to me having lost mine. While we disagreed on many topics we always had fun debating and there was ALWAYS a deep hug and kiss when we parted. I called Beth our yellow rose of Texas. Beth is back where she belongs. Im so lucky that our last visit she was having a good day and insisted on seeing me to the door. Our last words to each other were “I love you” and my last memory is her waving me goodbye. Can’t ask for more than that. You are free now Beth I hope the afterlife is everything you wished and more. ??