Janel Gelien
My favorite memories of my friend Georgia, and there are many, are the times I saw her dance with her husband Lyle. The music would play, he would sing softly in her ear and they would dance across the floor in perfect unison. They had eyes only for each other and moved as though they shared a single heartbeat. It was mesmerizing.After Lyle passed away, Georgia missed him so terribly. She told me of dreams she had and in them, she and Lyle were dancing. She would say sadly that she would never dance again. But I can picture them now, together once more, dancing throughout eternity.Rest in peace, Georgia. I miss you.