When somebody dies, a cloud
turns into an angel and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a
pillow. A bird gives the message back to the world and sings a silent
prayer that makes the rain cry. People disappear, but they never really go
away. The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up the grass, and spin
the Earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud
during the daytime when they're supposed to be sleeping. They paint the
rainbows and also the sunsets and make waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when they sing wind
songs, they whisper to us, "Don't miss me too much. The view is nice, and
I'm doing just fine"
Above is a few of Bethanns favorite quotes, she carried this in her purse.