a tribute to a grand old lady

The matriarch of a family very dear to us passed on to her heavenly reward this morning.
She was ready, her family was ready, but still we all feel a loss.
There is one less of the Greatest Generation living among us now.
And yet, just like there are rose buds in the wings behind this fading bloom, so there is a new generation rising up in this family, and not a few carry a variation of this woman's name as their own!