In memory of all of those who left us too soon. We remember you in the morning, in the night, when we look at the stars, hear a song, a place, a smell, you are always with us.
Gone But Always Remembered
Your life was a blessing, Your memory is a treasure.
You are loved beyond words, and ALL OF YOU ARE missed beyond measure. We love you!
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September 12th, 1931 - October 19th, 2019
"What Mom Took"
Most often when we think of Mom, we think of what's given; the softness of a loving touch, a gentle guide for living, a mighty tip-toe in a room, an understanding look; but sometimes;
When I think of Mom, I think of what she took. She took a child and taught it to live life with pride, she took those kindergarten tears and kept them all inside. She took the hands that longed to hols her child and not let go, used them to push her child along the way, to thrive and grow. Took time to do some other things like sew, clean, and cook and never thought to ask for thanks for all the things she took.
By Judith Bond 1987
- - June 10th, 2016
Meet You At The Gate
A beautiful garden now stands alone, missing the one who nurtured it, but now she is gone.
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines, but the rain is like tear drops for the ones left behind.
The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away, but the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay.
But just like her flowers, she was part of God's plan. So, when it was her time, he reached down his hand.
He looked through the Garden, searching for the best. That's when he found Gwendolyn; it was her time to rest.
It was hard for those who loved her to just let her go, but God had a spot in his garden that needed a gentle soul.
So, while you are missing Gwendolyn, remember if you just wait, when God has a spot in his garden, she'll meet you at the gate...
April 8th, 2009 - March 16th, 2011
Sometimes I catch a glimpse, in softened waves of blue, my child, my heart ...when I see a smile, I can't help but think of you.
Sometimes these waves fill oceans. And feelings string on every shore. A collection of each memory, and every way I wish for more.
Sometimes I watch for answers. Because each day I call to you, I ask for faith and courage. And strength...to help me through.
Sometimes I ask for bravery. Like dolphins in the deep. Because time moves oh so slowly. And sometimes the road is steep.
Sometimes I want to scream. This was not what I had planned. Why you ever suffered? A mom can't understand.
Sometimes I hear your laughter. And remember you at play, but My Child I always miss you. Not sometimes, but each and every day.
June 30th, 1947 - October 15th, 2010
Your Mother, Your Angel
You look back on memories you forgot you had, and at times you'll smile even though it hurts so bad.
Your mother is a special woman and no one can take her place. You'll find a piece of mind when you remember her smiling face.
Your mother is an angel now she flies high above the rest, and in your hearts always and forever she will be the best.
She has earned her wings and it's time for her to fly, I know it hurts no one is ever ready to say good-bye.
A mother’s love is like no other in the whole world. She has the most wonderful memories of a little boy and girl.
So as you cry your tears remember your mother’s love, being sent to you from the beautiful Heaven above.
She will be there through your good times, she will be there through your bad, s he'll be there when you are happy, she'll be there when your sad.
Your mother has become and angel now, it is her time to fly, a nd you will never know how bad it hurt me to watch you have to say good-bye.
April 21st, 2006 - July 28th, 2006
My Sleeping Beauty!
I don't think it's fair that we move on, when the life of my little one has come and gone!
It's not right to act like she was never here, because we lost her in the worst way that all parents fear!
I keep getting flashbacks of when I was told, so easy to remember, I went so cold!
I didn't believe them, I thought it was a lie. How could my little girl just die?
It's so hard to deal with, but it's time to face, that my special princess is in a better place!
The day we meet again, and I get to hold your hand, will be the day that I come meet you in the Promised Land!
The day I get you back, Is the day that I will never let you go again!
But until that day, I know everyone can see, that you are Mommy's special Sleeping Beauty!
June 6th, 1942 - September 9th, 2005
My Bother And My Friend
You left the family home when you were only young. A new life in the world had only just begun
Then when your journey began you met your lovely wife. Just another chapter of a short but honest life
Then of course the kids arrived to your utter joy. Not just one but three, a girl and a couple of boys.
You nurtured them, you guided them to help them on their way, A gift of love you gave to them each and everyday.
God called to you it's time to come, there's no more time to wait. But you leave this world behind you in a far better state.
You are missed that is for sure, you were a husband, father, son. But once again too early, your new life has begun.
Rest in peace with God above, and wait big brother, it's not the end.
We'll meet again in heaven, My Brother And My Friend.
September 15th, 1938 - December 15th, 2001
In Memory Of My Dad
If I could write a story, it would be the greatest ever told. Of a kind and loving father. Who had a heart of gold.
I could write a million pages. But still be unable to say, just how much I love and miss him every single day.
I will remember all he taught me. I'm hurt but won't be sad, because he'll send me down the answers, And he'll always be my Dad.
April 14th, 1922 - October 24th, 1998
My Mother, My Angel
Our time on Earth is brief; there are lessons to be learned. Each precious day God gives us, another page is turned.
Every chapter full of memories, times of joy and tears. Triumphs and defeats, through every passing year.
She loved us unconditionally, always by our side. When no one else would listen, in her we could confide.
With gentle words of wisdom, she led us on our way. Down the paths of righteousness if ever we did stray.
She saw the light in everyone and gave with no regrets. Always from her heart, let's not forget.
Angels come in many forms; for me it was my mother. With love I cannot say in words there'll never be another.
Every day I turn the page, in my heart will ever remain. Everything she taught me as I stroll down memory lane.
I know that she's smiling down from heaven knowing she did good.
As we gather here today, there's no ending to her story. Another chapter has begun, full of grace and glory.
God's called her to his heavenly home, part of his great plan. Although it may be hard, we all must understand.
Faith is what is hoped for, things we cannot see. Heaven is promised to all of us if only we believe.
From Major Banks on January 28th, 2019
The most precious lady I have ever known. Missing you Mom!
March 14th, 1910 - October 2nd, 1984
It's never the right time to say goodbye. I will miss you, Dad, and here is why.
You taught me so much: To show no fear, to always have fun, and face the day with cheer.
You were always so able, so fast and so strong. In your children’s eyes, you could do no wrong.
You never looked for praises, and you were never one to boast. You were always there for those you loved the most.
You worked so hard, and those strong working hands, led me through life and helped me understand.
That life can be hard, and tough, and sad, but through it all, I had my Dad.
And because of you, I understood, that life was actually pretty good.
I believe in you and will follow your path, and when things go wrong, I'll look back and laugh.
I hope you can hear me, so I can let you know, that you were and will forever be my SUPERHERO.
So yes, today I am full of sorrow. But, I will smile a little more with each tomorrow.
December 15th, 1970 - January 13th, 1971
Holding out these empty arms, mother’s arms are not meant to be empty.
I look up at the sky, tears filling my eyes, searching the stars trying to find my angel.
The brightest star I search for; finding it the first tear rolls down my cheek.
Memories flood back of our short time together.
Love totally encasing my heart as I look at that star; I know you are there baby, I will never forget; I just can't come to accept that you are so far.
I would have cuddled and loved you kept you safe; Within my arms holding you in a tight embrace.
I will search these skies for you each night; but for now, I have to leave you in God's guiding light.
Sleep well my baby, one day my arms and heart will be full again
As I join you and give you all that was meant to be.
From Willie Christmas on March 26th, 2019
We only had you for a short time but we love you. Mom & Dad.
December 24th, 1946 - July 12th, 1964
I Often Wonder
I often wonder how life would be, if you were still down here with me.
I often wonder if you'd make them proud, would you be quiet or would you be loud.
I often wonder if you'd be the class clown, bring someone up if they were down.
I often wonder if you'd be bright, be the type who is always right.
I often wonder if you'd be like Dad, and be the rock for those who were sad.
I often wonder if you'd be like Mom, and the one to keep us calm.
I often wonder about you brother, and how all your brother and sisters could use another.
I often wonder how life would be, if you were still down here with me.
I often wonder if we'll meet one day, about the words we'll choose to say.
I often wonder I must confess, if not being able to meet you hurts more or less.
I often wonder if when we cry, is that just how we must say goodbye.
I often wonder, I just can't resist, to think about the good times that you have missed.
I often wonder late at night, if on a cloudy day, you're a ray of light.
I often wonder how life would be, if you were still down here with me....
An Angel whispered, "Take my hand and come with me; your work here is done."
I went away to a place where there's no tears nor sorrow. Only laughter and smiles. There will always be a tomorrow.
As I move amongst the clouds. I'll look down and smile upon you.
While the angels sing a heavenly song. I am not alone.
All who went before are here; they awaited my return.
I know you'll grieve and wish I was still here. I am here in the memories you hold dear.
Remember how much I love you, and know I took your love with me.
I did not wish for you to cry nor feel sad. My pain is gone and I am free!
Soon you'll come to me. Until then, God will be with you just as He's with me.