Remembrance thread

I am so very upset right now. We just got back from the wake of our friends daughter. She was only 35. They are some of the nicest people we know, but their daughter was depressed and took many unfortunate paths. But, they always were there for her and it seemed many times things were going to be all right. She leaves behind a daughter 15, a daughter 13 and a son about 5. So, so sad. This had to be one of the hardest wakes I've ever been too. It not right....... Parent are never supposed to bury their children.

So sorry Sidney, hugs to you. And you're right, parent's shouldn't have to do that.

Thinking good thoughts for everyone.

Lea

Sidney,

Nothing I can say is going to make you feel better right now at such a tragic loss, I remember when my brother passed, my dad said those words too.

But we are thinking of you and your friends family, and will keep you all in our prayers.


Loki
xx

"Et l'absence est venue
poser ses grandes ailes
dans l'atelier muet
où tu ne sera plus.
Tu es partie sans moi,
je reste seule sans toi
et sans cet amour infini.
Tu n'étais même pas ma mère,
mais j'étais devenue ta fille
peu à peu...
Voilà tu es partie
c'est fou ce qu'ils me manquent
tout ces petits instants
qui n'étaient rien qu'à nous.
Et l'absence est venue
peser sur ma détresse
dans l'atelier désert
où restent tes outils.
Rien ne te remplacera
ni mes futurs bonheurs
ni mon travail
ni le beau temps...
Je suis démunie comme une fille
qui vient de perdre sa maman,
et je suis malheureuse..."

Vivi, ton ange est toujours là bien au chaud dans ton coeur. Elle veille sur toi et guide tes mains, elle est dans chacune de tes créations.

You are so sad at this moment, Vivi and nothing can ease that only time. Please know that we are thinking of you and wish we were there to hug you tight and give you a smile through your loss

We're here to hold your hand when you need us

Thats very true Vivi,

We are here, thinking of you, you are not alone, just try remember the happy times.

Just thinking about my dad today who died on 26 April 1996.

As long as he's in your heart, your daddy never die. He's with you for ever.

Hugs.

Yorkshire Lass wrote:

Just thinking about my dad today who died on 26 April 1996.

I agree with Vivi....my Dad died 3 years ago but he's always in my heart and always will be until I meet him again.. as I'm sure your Dad is too....

irish colleen wrote:

Yorkshire Lass wrote:

Just thinking about my dad today who died on 26 April 1996.

I agree with Vivi....my Dad died 3 years ago but he's always in my heart and always will be until I meet him again.. as I'm sure your Dad is too....

Same here, and that's the best place to keep our loved ones who have crossed over.

My Dad died a year ago . on the 4 th of May and as the first anniversary approaches , I find it's as hard now to think that he's gone , They say " Time heals " but I don't think it does .....

I didn't mean to intrude , I just found very heartwarming to be here ....

Yannic,

It's a long time since my dad died and like everyone has said you keep your loved ones in your heart and you never forget them. My mum died 4 years ago and at first I thought I would never get over it and people tell you time heals and it's true it does but it's too soon for you at the moment. The first year is always the hardest because you have to get through every anniversary without them. I have absolutely no family (I'm an old orphan) so it was very hard when my mum went but now 4 years later it is definately easier so have courage and keep remembering all the lovely things about your dad and I promise it will get easier.



Yorkie

vivi wrote:

Yannic wrote:

My Dad died a year ago . on the 4 th of May and as the first anniversary approaches , I find it's as hard now to think that he's gone , They say " Time heals " but I don't think it does .....

I didn't mean to intrude , I just found very heartwarming to be here ....

As long as you'll find help and heartwarming coming in there, you'll never intrude Yannic. You're very welcome.

Yes indeed Yannic....you are not intruding....you are welcome here....
As Yorkie says...1 year is very early days for you yet....time is a healer and you learn to accept what has happened gradually......in time your memories will be of your Fathers life rather than his death....and you'll smile to yourself when you think of him... you'll always miss him but it won't always hurt so bad...

Yorkshire Lass, Vivi and Irish Colleen , thank you so much for your kind words ! This week is a very difficult week for me and sunday I'm off to France to spend a few days with my Mum ( I'm all she's got left now ) I live in England , I married and have 2 grown up children so my life is over here ...

Thanks again for listening ..... You are lovely !

They ARE lovely, Yannic....Best bunch of people you'd get anywhere
So sorry that your heart is heavy at the moment I'm lucky enough to have both my parents still living so will not fully understand your pain as well as the others but I do know one thing....When someone we know passes over, they become what many know as Angels. They look after us and if we open our hearts enough, we can feel them near. I'm sure your Dad isn't too far away

Thought this was beautiful. Wish I had received it before Mothers Day.



The
Journey of a Mother


A young mother
set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long way?" she asked. And the
guide said "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the
end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning."
Since the young
mother was happy, she would not believe that anything could be better than these
years. So, she played with her children, she fed them and bathed them, and
taught them how to tie their shoes and ride a bike and reminded them to feed the
dog, and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on them, and the
young mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."
Then the nights
came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark, and the children shook
with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her
arms, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and
no harm can come."
And the morning
came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and
the mother was weary. But at all times, she said to the children, "A little
patience and we are there." So, the children climbed, and as they climbed, they
learned to weather the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the
world. Year after year, she showed them compassion, understanding and hope, but
most of all, unconditional love.
The days went
on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she
became little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with
courage. And the mother, when she lay down at night, looked up at the stars and
said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned so much
and are now passing these traits on to their children."
And when the
way became rough for her, they lifted her, and gave her their strength, just as
she had given them hers. One day, they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they
could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide.
And mother
said, "I have reached the end of my journey.
And now I know
the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with dignity and
pride, with their heads held high, and so can their children after them. And the
children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone
through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the
gates closed after her. And they said, "We cannot see her, but she is with us
still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence."

Your mother is
always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street,
she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that
she wore. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, she's
your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that
lulls you to sleep, the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your
mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. A
mother shows every emotion: happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate,
anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow and all the while, hoping and
praying you will only know the good feelings in life.
She's the place
you came from, your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you
take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy, but
nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space, not even
death!
--Unknown

That was beautiful, thank you for sharing

Goodness me.I remembered visiting here last year on this date as it is now 14 years since my dad died so thought I would have a little look again. Read the last verse posted by Janet about mothers (mine died 5 years ago) and had to go and make a coffee whilst I had a little cry. Having read it again the words are lovely and so true, for me anyway.

Yorkshire Lass wrote:

Goodness me.I remembered visiting here last year on this date as it is now 14 years since my dad died so thought I would have a little look again. Read the last verse posted by Janet about mothers (mine died 5 years ago) and had to go and make a coffee whilst I had a little cry. Having read it again the words are lovely and so true, for me anyway.

Time passes so quickly, doesn't it.

Friends- light a candle for my friend Lois. She lost her sister today to a brain tumor-

Rest in peace Jo




Ree

Ree,

Please pass on my condolences to Lois and her family at this sad time.

My condolences to your friend Ree....that's very sad....may the girl rest in peace.

Ree. I am very sorry to hear of the loss of your friend's sister. My condolences to you and your friend, Lois!

Ree,my most sincere condolences to your friend.