On this day we remember Cheryl Janice Teal on the First Anniversary of her passing.

The Road to Home When I come to end of the road and the sun has set for me. I want no rites in a gloom filled room why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared miss me but let me go. Forth is journey we all must make, and all must go alone. It's all part of the masters plan a step on the road to home.