Dear Linda,
My adopted “sis” you called me and I never felt so loved. My Sanibel rock, who listened and gave of yourself so generously. Always smiling. Always cheerful. And fun! Always wise. And you loved our Sproutaccinos!
You and Greg - always so humble and kind to me.
Holding so much love always for you, Greg and the family. When I left Sanibel a few months ago, you pressed this magnetic angel into the palm of my hand and told me to put it on the frig no matter where I was - and you’d be there with me. And so you are, Angel. ♥️ Grateful, Always. Love, Nikki
