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07/31/2026

Kathleen Sperandio

Kathleen J. Sperandio, cherished mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and friend, passed away peacefully at her home on July 30, 2026, at the age of 95. Born on February 6, 1931, she was a beloved daughter of Olie M. Huffman and Carrie R. Tressler, both of whom, along with her sister, Betty Lee Ferruso, preceded her in death. Kathleen was a passionate supporter of the West Virginia University Mountaineers, cheering joyfully for both the men's and women's teams. Her enthusiasm was matched...

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07/31/2026

🪞July Reflection 🪞

Before stepping into a new month, consider those who have rallied around and encouraged you. Maybe it was recently, or even years ago--but be sure to pay forward the positive impact they made.

Pass the spark along and help others rekindle their energy, focus, or joy! Here’s to carrying that warmth into the days and months ahead!🕯️✨

07/30/2026

Sylvia Young

Sylvia Ann Young, 80, of Morgantown, passed away Wednesday, July 29, 2026, at J.W. Ruby Memorial Hospital. She was born June 18, 1946, in Morgantown, a daughter of the late Elmer and Lucy Murray McDonald. Sylvia worked for West Virginia University in Stalnaker Hall before later being employed by Rental Uniform Service. She was a faithful and dedicated member of Nicholson Chapel. In her free time, she enjoyed cooking, crafting, and tinkering around the house, always finding joy in keeping...

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07/30/2026

Truth here 👇from Maria Shriver and her daughter.
"THESE are the days!"💖

My daughter sent me this picture taken several years ago yesterday afternoon. When I got it, I responded to her by saying, “Those were the days.” Her response back to me schooled me!

She said, “Mommy, let’s reword that. These are the days. These are the days right now — the days you’re in! These are the days.” She’s so absolutely right. I’m so grateful to be in THESE days. I can still throw my head back, laugh, look up at the sky, and so can you, wherever you are, whatever age you are. These are the days! Thank you sweetheart for schooling me straight. Let’s not just reminisce, let’s keep on living!

07/29/2026

Diana L. Weese Gallagher Livengood

Diana Lynn Weese Gallagher Livengood, born on January 3, 1949, passed away peacefully at home on July 28, 2026, at the age of 77. She was a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and sister who will be deeply missed and fondly remembered by all who knew her. She was preceded in death by her beloved husband, Harry Lee Livengood, and parents, Boyd K. Weese , Sr., and Mary Kathryn Zinn Weese Randolph. Diana dedicated many years of her professional life...

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07/28/2026

Letting go isn’t about forgetting—it’s about choosing what keeps space in our hearts. Hold onto your beautiful memories.

Healing isn't about wiping the slate clean—it's about learning what to leave behind and what to treasure.

Time and mindset aren't a cure, but they do provide strength that can eventually help ease a heavy load, allowing us to ultimately carry what is good.

07/26/2026

People often talk about how hard it is to go back to the grocery store after someone dies. And they're right. But grief doesn't stop at the grocery store.

For me, it was the men's department.
Every time I went to the mall, I'd wander through the golf shirts to see if my husband's favorite brand was on sale. It wasn't a chore. It was one of the many quiet ways I took care of him.

After he died, I walked past those same racks of shirts. It took my breath away.
In an instant, I realized I would never buy him another shirt. Never wonder if he'd like the color. Never smile because I'd found a great bargain.

What had once been a simple act of love had become a painful reminder of everything that had changed.

Now, I use a different entrance to the mall so I don't have to walk past the men's department. To someone else, it probably doesn't make sense.

To a griever, it makes perfect sense. Grief doesn't only live in anniversaries and holidays.
It lives in grocery aisles.
In hardware stores.
In the passenger seat of the car.
In the cereal they always ate.
In the shampoo they used.
In the men's department.

These ordinary places become extraordinary reminders of an extraordinary love.
And if, for a while, avoiding them is what you need to protect your heart...That's okay.

Healing doesn't mean forcing yourself to walk through every trigger before you're ready. Sometimes healing means giving yourself permission to take another entrance.

✍Author Unknown: Article shared from Until Death Do We Part

07/25/2026

Always go to the funeral.
Always go to the care facility.
Always go to visit.
You don't need to know what to say.
Simply and quietly show up.

Just go.

In times of profound crisis,
people don't remember your words,
they only remember whether you
showed up for them
at their lowest moment.

07/24/2026

Betty L. McClurg

Betty L. (Taylor) McClurg passed away peacefully at her home on July 22, 2026, surrounded by the love of her family. She was born on May 21, 1940, in Masontown, West Virginia, the daughter of E. Hugh and Ada Mae Taylor. Betty found joy in life's simple pleasures, especially listening to country music and faithfully keeping up with General Hospital . As the devoted mother of six children, she dedicated her life to caring for her family. Though raising a...

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07/24/2026

💔❤️‍🩹Helping families begin their healing journey while honoring their loved ones is the greatest privilege of our work.💔❤️‍🩹