She was one of the two most influencial people in my life, and one of my two best friends. Five years have passed, since I held your hand, you took your last breath and you found your piece with God. Your struggle with illness and pain never went unnoticed for twenty years with your husband and son by your side. You are sadly missed by family and friends and always will be. You battled with cancer, heart disease and stroke and your fight was diligent. It wasn't until that pancreatic cancer took over and even then, you fought courageously for two years until it was time for you to go be with your daughter, my sister, and at peace. Your husband of fifty years, two months and two days joined you in 2008, and I know that the three of you are looking down from above. I was truly blessed to have you as a mother and best friend. It was my honour to have been able to keep you and father in our home before you both moved onto your next home. It's get alittle easier each year but never forgotten.
Remembering a loved one
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Cycleguy007
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Nice post HOF! (I got a lump in my throat reading that...)
Mothers truly are their son's greatest mentor. Fortunately my mom is still around, and I tell her this all the time.
Mothers truly are their son's greatest mentor. Fortunately my mom is still around, and I tell her this all the time.
What CG said. Very well said and heart felt. You are very fortunate to have had such a relationship with not just your Mother, but both parents.
I have stood in your shoes and while they seem heavy to others, they were light shoes to wear and worn happily.
My you continue to find peace.
My you continue to find peace.
The Oracle
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I, also finding myself at a time of reflection and commemoration...
[size=+2]Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.[/size]
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.[/size]
