i had the privilege to visit Eva at the hospital...a brave woman, a beautiful woman, even in her pain, she carried a life of memories,a vessel of hope....i wiped her brow, i held her hand..it was the same hand that held her babies, and brushed their hair, the same hand that walked each of her girls into the beautiful woman they are today. It was indeed an honor to sing to her, to pray for her, to be in the presence of a holy one passing through, passing on, through her children, all the love she had to give each of them. You are a miracle of life well lived and a spirit that lives on.....thank you for the hours that we shared...love you forever....loretta rose