In Sweet Memory Of

Yesterday the front of our church was full of Easter lilies. (In fact, the fragrance was a bit overwhelming for me, so I sat in the very back row.) Each of these lilies was given either in honor of, or in memory of, a family member or friend.

I thought it was sweet to read in the bulletin these two particular listings (not real names, but you'll see what I'm getting at):

In memory of:
Sally Smith, my beloved first wife, by Joe Smith

and

In memory of:
John Doe, my beloved first husband, by Sue Smith