Rebecca Ann McDaniel Cochran
- 24 years old
- Female
- Born Jul 16, 1984
- Died Apr 15, 2009
- Pensacola, Florida, United States
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In Loving Memory of Becky
Rebecca Ann McDaniel Cochran, 24, passed away unexpectedly Wednesday, April 15, 2009.
Rebecca Ann McDaniel Cochran was born in Morgan City, LA July 16, 1984. She attended Holy Cross Elementary School, Berwick Jr. High, Berwick High School, Gulf Shores High School and graduated high school from Pensacola Junior College. She was a loving mother devoted to her son, Case. Her life was cut short unexpectedly April 15, 2009. This site is a tribute to a very special person that touched many lives. Becky was a very caring individual that would give to anybody that needed. She had a heart of gold and a smile that showed it. As a devoted mother, Becky enjoyed spending time at the beach with her son, Case. She was full of life, love and generosity always. Becky will be deeply missed and forever remembered by her family and countless friends.
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Baby I miss you
Matt Laubacker Apr 28, 2011
Hey beautiful girl. I am so lonely without you. I miss you each and every single day. I need you to hold me, I feel so ashamed that I wasn't there when you needed me. I wish we had more time. The world seems so empty without you. Darling I get so lonely. I know that I am only lonely, and that is so selfish of me. Please forgive me....
Matt
A beautiful woman inside and out
Matt Laubacker May 15, 2009
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Matt