Hey Mow-Mow, it's been awhile. I don't think anyone comes on here anymore but I'm posting this anyway. It's Aubree. Life has been nothing short of complicated since you went home. It's been hard and I can't say how many times I've looked up and just asked why? Why couldn't you be here when I need you the most? I love you Mow-Mow and I always will. The pain of you leaving has gone away but the memories will never fade. You were my anchor, my rock, my steady hand through the rough times and now that you're gone, well, it's just hard not seeing you and getting to talk to you face-to-face. I still miss you but I know you're having a grand ole' time up there :)

I was so heart broken to hear of Juanita's death. Please accept my deepest condolences. May you find comfort in cherished memories, as well as thr promise of 1 Corinthians 15:26: "As the last enemy, death, is to be brought to nothing." http://www.jw.org/en/publications/books/dead-live-again-tract/dead-live-again/

This is from AuBree LeJeune her great-grandaughter. I will always remember the good times that I shared with her. I loved her very much and ever since she held me when I was a baby, I knew that this women right here was going to love me forever and I knew that I was going to love her back.But as I was growing, seeing her get older I would not spend the night with her because I was afraid she was going to surely die that night. I should've known that that was her good old age and that she wasn't going to die that night. Whenever i saw her the first time she got sick with pneumonia I thought that was it. But God answered my prayers and she slowly got better. Then she came home. The second time i went to see her When she got sick with pneumonia a second time, I went to see her. I was trying to tell myself that she was going to get better this time. Whenever I walked in the room,she looked so bad I ran out of the room crying. Later that day, whenever we were all telling her good-bye, I was crying and telling her that I loved her and whenever I left the room, I could see her looking at me, really concerned. I was so thankful to God whenever my brother told me that she didn't die overnight. That was the last time I saw her in hospice. The very last time i saw her was when I went to the Golden Years. While I was there we had a little disagreement about who was prettier. It was actually pretty funny. I was laughing and talking to her, because I didn't know that that was the very last time I would see her alive. A month later, I think, my brother told me the news, the my step-mom and dad. The first time I was told it i wasn't sure if it was the truth. The second time though, I knew it had to be true. It's hard not to cry everyday just thinking about her. I love you Maw-Maw!

Goodbye Maw Maw From Erica Last night, my grandmother passed away. Juanita LeLeux Sullivan was my father's mother. She was only a baby herself when she married my grandfather who was a single dad, with two small boys. My Maw Maw was the only mother my dad ever knew. Her maiden name is LeLeux (pronouced: lulu) and yep…you guessed it. She was from Louisiana, of the Cajun French variety. Every so often, you could hear the Cajun accent in a phrase or word she would say. Her cooking largely consisted of gravies and roux or smothered and fried. She was a very shy woman and kept to herself most of the time. Especially after her husband Tom (my grandfather) and her sister Ramona passed away. My Maw Maw had 5 children - 4 sons and 1 daughter; 10 Grandchildren and 28 (or so…I lose count) great grandchildren. One of my favorite memories of my Maw Maw was that she would always make me coffee milk when I spent the night at their home. I'm not sure how she did it, but it was always the best. Not too hot, not to strong and just the right sweetness. That was the only time I ever got to drink coffee as a kid. One year for Christmas, she made me an entire traveling suitcase FULL of handmade Barbie clothes. Gowns, Dresses, Pants, Shirts, Skirts, etc. I LOVED those clothes and played with them non-stop. I can't imagine the time and energy that went into making all of those clothes. Another fond memory of my Maw Maw was that she followed the OJ Simpson trial from beginning to end. When you'd go over to her house, she tell you EVERYTHING there was to know about the trial. In all actuality, she always watched the big trials that aired on television. She was fascinated with them. She loathed having her picture taken. But, last year during Christmas, probably sensing it was going to one of the last Christmases with the entire family, she allowed everyone to have their picture taken with her.

so sorry for the loss of your loved one-knowing that she is in heaven with Jesus makes our loss a little more comforting -love and hugs to all

Wayne, Kaye and Family, Sorry to hear of the passing of your mother. We will hold you in our thoughts and prayers. Just lean on the Lord to help you through the coming days and weeks. Thinking of you. Tim and Sharon Dowden

Dear Sullivan Family, Please accept my prayers and sincerest condolences. May you be comforted by your faith in the Risen Lord. Fr. Kevin L. Badeaux