My sweet baby Sarah was blessed with a peaceful spirit, and a bubbly spirit.

  Sarah was easily amused, and had a strong sense of humor.

  As she grew, it became apparent that she was a peacemaker at heart. She laughed off problems like her sister Sheena sitting on her, and just told her to "get off, opiedoe!" And Sheena would. When they would go to their regular doctor visits, they used to both scream in unison the whole time. But by four, Sarah developed a different strategy. "Don't cry, Sheena," she would say. "You don't have to be scared." And she was able to keep her sister from crying, with her own strength of spirit!

  Oh, how I loved this precious, beautiful daughter!