Kota has her horse now and is riding free. The pain is gone and she is flying through the air on the back of her favorite "ride". She is happy! Kota will also be missed. She was one of the first to open up to me on the site. She was our Miss Congeniality of ES forever. Gail

I was so shocked to read about Kota! I talked to her everytime I entered the room. She was so uplifting and easy going person. I will miss her in the ES chatroom for sure. My thoughts and prayers to the family, god bless! Respectfully, Gen (Kiki)

Never have I seen someone loved by so many even though miles kept them from meeting! God bless you Kota and take good care of you!! May the love you have received from so many surround your family during this difficult time! Ride free Dakota! Mona arodeomom

Kota....only half of a heart physically, but "HEART" bigger than Texas! Love you girlfriend and surely am missing you!

Dakota I never had the honor of meeting you on this earth but someday we shall take a ride together. With you being a music lover I wanted to give you some special words. I know you will hear theses words. Amazing Grace in Cherokee Language "u ne la nv i u we tsi i ga go yv he i hna quo tso sv wi yu lo se i ga gu yv ho nv a se no i u ne tse i i yu no du le nv ta li ne dv tsi lu tsi li u dv ne u ne tsv e lo ni gv ni li squa di ga lu tsv he i yu ni ga di da ye di go i a ni e lo hi gv u na da nv ti a ne hv do da ya nv hi li tsa sv hna quo ni go hi lv do hi wa ne he sdi" Hang your hat on the wind baby girl.... Joan

We, Evelyn and I just found out about the loss of Dakota123. I never met her but she wrote to me so many times and when she joked she always wrote again to make certain I didn't take it wrong. I never did! She always offered to help in any way she could when the ES Bunch were gathering at our place. I will always regret not meeting her in person but somehow feel I knew her. Go with God Kota, he has a mighty fine ranch and some good horeses for you to ride.

I am so sorry for the passing of Dakota, I never got the chance to meet her but I feel like I lost one of my dear friends. Just a few weeks ago when I got snake bit she was willing to come and help us out in any way she could. The world is a better place because so many of us were touched by her kind words and sweetness. I pray that God will touch her family and ease their pain. Evelyn

I feel this is very appropriate for how we all feel about the passing of Dakota123 "baby girl" .I want to share it with everyone. Those who bloom in the heart of others never fade away... God saw her getting tired, a cure was not to be, so he put his arms around her and whispered,"Come to me". With tearful eyes we watched her go, and softly fade away. And though we loved her dearly, we could not make her stay. A golden heart heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best. Gods Speed To You "Sweet Baby Girl" Dakota123.We will all meet again one day. You are sadly missed by everyone here now. You are in Gods loving arms and he will take such good care of you. Paradiselady

I have known Dakota since my first visit to ES chatroom in 2002. She talked to me two weeks ago about her surgery and was very positive about it. I will miss her and her little antics in the chatroom. God bless and keep her and her family.

Also posted at the funeral home site... For Theresa... It began in a foyer of evenings The evenings left traces of glass in the trees A book and a footpath we followed Under throat-pipes of birds We moved through a room of leaves Thin streams of silver buried under our eyes A field of white clover buried under our eyes Or a river we stopped at to watch The wind cross it. Recross it Room into room you paused Where once on a stoop we leaned back Talking late into daylight The morning trees shook off twilight Opening and closing our eyes auroras Beyond groves and flora you found a path I could not follow Dotted with polished brown bottles, Scoured furrows, a wood emptied of trees It was enough to hollow us out The evenings left grasses half-wild at our feet Branches with spaces for winds The earth changes The way we speak to each other has changed As for a long while you now stand in a hall full of exits Listening for a landscape beyond us. Stacey Hotintojazz (In Loving Memory of Kota)