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In
Loving Memory
of
My Dearest Mother 4th
November 1998 and Father 7th October 1989
see
photo
Barbara’s Mother 26th
November 1992 and her Father 7th July 1977,
see
photo
Vivs brother Greg
Ballinger who died
in a car accident aged just 18 on February 8th 1997
Rebecca and Garth’s
little daughter Connie, died Jan 2003 aged just 11 months
see
web page
Charles and Samantha’s
baby son Joshua, died at birth 25/12/1993
Karl Martin ,
Beth’s
husband and Erin’s father who died 12 February 2000 aged just 25 from cancer
See Photo
Barbara’s Aunty Bessie on
the 31st December 1999 and Uncle Duncan 7th January 1999
See Photo
Sandra Jordan my cousin
aged 58 on the 13th January 2004
see
photo
Uncle Maurice on the
11th October 2005 and Aunty Marge on the 16th
December 2006
See Photo
Joyce Weston (Barbara's
sister) on the 27th
October 2006 see
photo
George Webster aged 95 on
the 12th January 2004
see photo
Aunty Mill in May
2003 and Uncle Jim September 2003 see
photo
Uncle Frank on the 1st
October 2007 also his wife Aunty Jill
see photo
R.I.P

Home
at Last
When
day is done, a figure turns and says a last goodbye
Although we cannot
understand where they must go or why.
But as they leave our
sorrow and our sad tears far behind
They move ahead to
seek the peace that every soul must find
For
now they sail a different ship upon a different sea- a voyage filled with love
And hope, and a new
discovery.
And when the journey
brings them to that distant lighted shore, they’ll be
Greeted by the
outstretched arms of those who’ve gone before
And the people that
they have known and loved and voices from the past
will be singing out the welcome news that they are
“HOME
AT LAST”

Should
you go first and I remain
to walk the road alone,
I'll live in memories' garden
with happy days we've known.
In Spring I'll wait for roses red,
when faded, the lilacs blue;
In early Fall when brown leaves fall,
I'll catch a glimpse of you.
Should you go first and I remain,
for battles to be fought,
each thing you've touched
along the way,
will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
though blindly I may grope,
the memory of your helping hand
will buoy me on with hope.
Should you go first and I remain
one thing I'll have you do,
walk slowly down that long path
for soon I'll follow you.
I want to know each step you take
so I may take the same,
for someday down that lonely road
you'll hear me call your name.
-Author unknown
God
Is Near
I
will not fear, though all my dreams
Come
shattering down around my feet,
For
God is near. I will hold on to Him
Who
helps me rise above the stormy sea.
I'll
trust His grace to keep me in my darkest hour.
I
will not fear for God is near.
I see
a light-A wondrous, bright and shining light
That
lights my way to see the path ahead.
This
light and love and grace just seems to cover me.
I
know no fear, for God is near.
Shirley
W. Langley

Music is "Amazing
Grace"

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