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| Member Join Date: Aug 2001 Location: Faith~Hope~Love
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| Remembering miracle
on the second anniversary of her passing, with much love and gratitude. ~ I Watched, I Listened, I Dreamed ~ I watched, in the vast stillness of dawn, as the mist still hung on trees like crisp white linens Drenched in the sweet aroma of Summer... I listened, And through the intermittent calling of the black-capped chickadee, I could faintly detect a harmonious choir- Angelic voices lifted in Praise, wafting in and out In and out of swaying trees... I dreamed, In the fleeting moments of that early morning, my vision slightly blurred from tears of remembrance... I watched, And as clouds gently parted, I could almost see Heaven, I could almost imagine your face Looking down and smiling back at me. ~ Author Unknown ~ |
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| Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: my room in ct.
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| We all have our dreams, Even if it seems impossible. While we are alive, we strive to make it true. But for those who have departed and are no longer with us, Their unachieved dreams, only a few of us knew. Never to return in their ended life, It is up to us to carry their dream. Even if we don't feel it in us, We should fulfill them with our own means. We do this to retain their memory, As their thoughts and ideas are what makes us act, These people have touched lives in many ways, By supporting us with things that we lack. The dreams of the departed, Fulfilling them is what we should do. who will be the one to realize them? Everyone, anyone, me and you... ![]() missing you trish... your pattee
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| Forum Leader Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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| The songs of the waves and the hymns of the streams Are scattered, and the voices of the throngs reduced to silence; And I can hear naught but the music of Eternity In exact harmony with the spirit's desires. I am cloaked in full whiteness; I am in comfort; I am in peace. From The Beauty of Death ~Khalil Gibran~ ![]() Thank you, Trish, for friendship that touched my heart and for helping me believe in Miracles. With Love and Gratitude
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((((((((Miracle)))))))) You are missed so much. Thank you for always being my friend. ![]() Love you Lil sis, Bonni (((Hugs)))
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Not a day goes by that I don't think of Trish and all the gifts she gave me. Rest in peace, Trish, and know that your spirit still lives in my heart and here on SR.
__________________ “Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” ~Winnie the Pooh~ |
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| Member Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: my room in ct.
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| Remembrance is a golden chain Death tries to break, but all in vain. To have, to love, and then to part Is the greatest sorrow of one's heart. The years may wipe out many things But some they wipe out never. Like memories of those happy times When we were together.
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| There is a special place in our hearts for those we have loved, for those who have loved us without question, without a word or promise... There is a special place where there is no pain or fear, where love flows freely... There is a special place to rest in our hearts forever. ~ author unknown |
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| Administrator Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Dancing in the Light
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I can't believe three years have gone by. I think Sarah MacLachlan's Angel says it all for me: "In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie Youre in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there." I think of you so often Trish and I miss you a lot. My life is better for having known you. |
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