Annie Marcella Cabrales

Dear Anita and Mary Ann,
I saw the obituary for your dear mother. Even though you may have been expecting her death I know that you are experiencing a big emptiness. My sympathies to both of you. I remember her happy personality, and how she made life fun. Like your mother, I too have faith in the resurrection. In fact, I KNOW that because of Jesus we ALL will be resurrected. It was planned in our premortal existence before we came

Dear Anita and Mary Ann,
I saw the obituary for your dear mother. Even though you may have been expecting her death I know that you are experiencing a big emptiness. My sympathies to both of you. I remember her happy personality, and how she made life fun. Like your mother, I too have faith in the resurrection. In fact, I KNOW that because of Jesus we ALL will be resurrected. It was planned in our premortal existence before we came to earth. We are fortunate to have many witnesses of the resurrection of Christ and others, including the Bible and The Book of Mormon.
Looking forward to our 50th Weber High School reunion.
Love and best wishes, Dennis Bingham

Mary Ann and Bill,
My thoughts are with you. I recently read, "In God's plan every life is long enough and every death is timely." It's wonderful to know we have a Father in Heaven that follows us throughout our life and makes us part of His plan. May the Lord bring you comfort at this time. Lindsay

When we were little children, Annie and her husband Mariano would come often to visit. One of my most vivid memories was when she would tell the story of how our little toys and stuffed animals would come alive at night, crawl under our covers and tickle our toes. I would always look for those little things to come visit. Annie always made us smile with her humor, her common sense and her ready acceptance of others. I have wonderful

When we were little children, Annie and her husband Mariano would come often to visit. One of my most vivid memories was when she would tell the story of how our little toys and stuffed animals would come alive at night, crawl under our covers and tickle our toes. I would always look for those little things to come visit. Annie always made us smile with her humor, her common sense and her ready acceptance of others. I have wonderful memories of Annie. I mourn her loss with Nita and Mary Ann and their families. What special people both your parents were!

Everyone on the Fun Bus laughed when Annie would laugh, including myself.
Annie taught me when I so very young that the simple act of staring at a CooCoo clock can be a lot of fun. ~ Shane Draney

PASSING THROUGH THE WATERS
Is there any heart discouraged as it journeys on its way?
Does there seem to be more darkness than there is of sunny day?
Oh, it's hard to learn the lesson, as we pass beneath the rod,
That the sunshine and the shadow serve alike the will of God;
But there comes a world of promise like the promise in the bow-
That however deep the waters, they shall never overflow.
When the flesh is worn and weary, and the spirit is depressed,
And

PASSING THROUGH THE WATERS
Is there any heart discouraged as it journeys on its way?
Does there seem to be more darkness than there is of sunny day?
Oh, it's hard to learn the lesson, as we pass beneath the rod,
That the sunshine and the shadow serve alike the will of God;
But there comes a world of promise like the promise in the bow-
That however deep the waters, they shall never overflow.
When the flesh is worn and weary, and the spirit is depressed,
And temptations sweep upon us like a storm on ocean's breast,
There's a haven ever open for the tempest driven bird;
There's a shelter for temped in the promise of his word;
For the standard for the spirit shall be raised against the foe.
And how ever deep the waters they shall never overflow.
When a sorrow comes upon you that no other soul can share ,
And the burden seems too heavy for the human heart to bear,
There is One whose grace can comfort if you'll give him an abode;
There's a Burden-Bearer ready if you'll trust him with your load;
For the precious promise reaches to the depth of human woe,
That however deep the waters, they shall never overflow.
When the sands of life are ebbing and I know that death is near;
When I'm passing through the valley, and the way seems dark and drear;
I will reach my hand to Jesus, in his bosom I shall hide,
And 'twill only be a moment till I reach the other side;
It is then the fullest meaning of the promise I shall know.
When you’re passing through the waters they shall never overflow."

My sympathy to your family during this time of grief. may the God of all comfort help your family to endure.

My sympathy to your family during this time of grief. may the God of all comfort help your family to endure.

My sympathy to your family during this time of grief. may the God of all comfort help your family to endure.

My sympathy to your family during this time of grief. may the God of all comfort help your family to endure.