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A page to comfort, console and remember those who have passed through words of inspiration and remembrance.
The moment that you . . .
‘The moment that you left me, my heart was split in two, one side was filled with memories, the other died with you. I often lie awake at night when the world is fast asleep and take a walk down Memory Lane with tears upon my cheek. Remembering you is easy, I do it every day but missing you is a heartache that never goes away. I hope you tightly within my heart and there you will remain, my life has gone on without you but will never be the same.’
To live in the hearts . . .
‘To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is not to die.’ Thomas Campbell
I wish there were visiting hours in Heaven.
If ever there is a . . .
‘If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together there is something you must always remember. You are stronger then you seem and smarter then you think but the most important thing is even if we are apart I will always be with you.’ Winnie the Pooh
I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one, I’d like to leave an after glow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo, whispering softly down the ways of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun. of happy memories that I leave when my life is done.
A million times . . .
‘A million times we’ve needed you, a million times we’ve cried, if love alone could’ve saved you, you never would have died.’
The weight of . . .
‘The weight of loss may never go away but we learn how to carry it.’
In times of grief . . .
‘In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life.’ Nicholas Sparks, The NoteBook
The only people . . .
‘The only people who think there is a time limit for grief have never lost a piece of their heart. Take all the time you need.’
You’re one of Heaven’s angels now, a perfect little star and when you shine the world can see how beautiful you are. May you fly with magic wings on clouds as soft and white, may your heart be joyful and your days be bathed in light. And though our hearts are broken and your life was far too short, we thank you sweetest angel for the happiness you brought.
Grief is the last . . .
‘Grief is the last act of love we have to give to those we loved. Where there is deep grief there was deep love. ‘
Just think of me . . .
Don’t think of me with sadness or spend each day in grief but remember all the good times, although the years were brief. Just think of me with fondness and speak my name with pride and I’ll never really leave you, I’ll be right there by your side. Copyright: Stephanie Bines
Missing You At Christmas
You are missed at Christmas and each and every day for you were someone special who meant more than words can say.
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