But she always returned home to her family – her siblings, nieces, nephews, and especially her mom, Dorothy. There was ever something in her that knew that there was music to be heard, art to be appreciated, pain to be healed, and friends to be made. Wanderlust was surely a part of her soul as well. Her life, then, was a journey…as it should be. And, as was her nature, these discoveries led her to a never-ending search for ways to share them with others. Indeed, the variety of Anne Marie’s many abilities never ceased to surprise and amaze everyone (including herself)…her deep well of gifts was seemingly bottomless. Always possessed of a deep and artistic soul, she also discovered somewhat late in life an innate talent for painting, and for photography as well. If anyone was the embodiment of kindness, it was she. Anne Marie devoted her life to loving, healing and giving – for family, friends, or just someone in need.
