Lisa Funderburg
My Uncle Donald was Nana's favorite. She wouldn't admit that, but we knew it. He needed that acceptance and love from his Mother, and she always made sure to give him a little extra. I can't help but think he was taken so early because his heart truly broke when he lost my Nana and he longed for that missing piece. I hope he found her in heaven, although I'm certain my Nana was waiting right at the gates with a box of Chocolate Entenmann's Donuts.