Josiane Mullenix - 网上纪念网站

I remember when I first started taking French in high school and had my first broken conversation with Memere in French. She was so enthralled and pinched my cheeks and was so happy that I could somewhat talk to her in her native language. She always had a smile on her face, always couldn't believe how pretty I was getting, always offered me wine and brie or camembert. She was one of the most beautiful and happy women I have ever met, especially when she was around her family. You couldn't help but be happy when you were around her. Although I wasn't as close to her as the rest of my cousins, I was always so happy to see her, and she was always happy to see me. I miss her so much, and it saddens me knowing I won't see her again. But I also am so happy that she is in a much better place and no longer in pain. We love you and miss you, Memere.