All who knew her loved her, she loved us all.
She had a special way of making friends,
she had a special way of keeping friends.
She loved her family, we all love her for it.
I have nothing but fond memories, this is the legacy she left, memories of a sweet woman, which always dressed well, had a kind inviting smile, treated everyone with respect, dignified, and wholesome.
The grave may hold the body of my mother, but no ground could ever contain the spirit of such a woman, as long as we have memories of Frances she will be alive in each of us, with us for the rest of our days.
I am not sorrow struck that my mother passed, we all must pass, I am grateful for every minute I had with my mother, and I will cherish our time forever. I will miss her often, I will become overwhelmed, but I will never forget my admiration for her.
These are the only fitting words I think are worthy, not a traditional obituary, we all know her story, who proceeded her, who she has left, and we all know where and with whom her spirit mingles now.