| Location | Glasgow |
| Age | 42 years |
| Cause of Death | Cancer |
| Date of Birth | 04/04/1920 |
| Date of Death | 18/04/1962 |
| Visitors | 840 since 11/07/2009 |
| Creator |
Mum died when I was only nine years old. She was a wonderful mother and could turn her hand to
anything. There were six of us and how she managed I do not know,as my dad was a waste of space.
Mum was always known as Peggy and died of cancer,my big sister Josephine and her husband Robert
McInally brought us up and I shall always be grateful to both of them. My dad went away to London
and left us.
Sweet Dreams Margaret
You may not be able to see me,
Though you think that I am gone.
Inside your heart you carry me,
So I live on, I live on.
I know you feel an emptiness,
Of words we left unsaid.
Release your pain, forgive yourself,
For I already did.
The love you gave, I took with me,
And left my love for you.
So now I know some time has passed,
Here is what I ask of you.
Share my life and remember me,
To those you love – out loud.
And I will become part of them,
For that would make me proud.
Those little quirks, the quips I said,
Please share those memories.
For there is no plaque or stone,
That would better honor me.
I loved you then, and love you still,
And will forevermore.
So take my love and pass it down,
That’s what my legacy is for.
Give my memories, my love as gifts,
And do not mourn that I have gone.
Just place my love in your Heart always
And you will know that I live on.
Love always Fran
November 21, 2009
✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞
When Great Trees Fall
(Maya Angelou)
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞•✝•♥•✞
♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~ ♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥~ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥~ღ♥~
♥ Peace My Heart ♥
♥ Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
♥ Let it not be a death but completeness.
♥ Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
♥ Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
♥ Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
♥ Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
♥ I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light your way.
♥ Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher ♥
♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~ ♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥~ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥ღ♥~♥~ღ♥~
~ Snow ~
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The snow arrived unannounced.
It overwhelmed everything.
Changed the landscape so it was unrecognisable.
No one was prepared.
My grief feels like that snowstorm.
I feel changed, weighed down by the burden.
Trying to negotiate the new environment around me.
Not knowing where I am going.
Looking for familiar landmarks.
I feel cold and miserable and ill equipped in this new place unvisited before.
But I know in time the snow will melt and return the landscape to some semblance of normality.
And I know in time my grief will diminish and I will find my way forward again, back to a world that I recognise, changed, but familiar.
Spring does always come after winter and hope will return.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Angel whispers
☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆
Last night I had a dream
When an angel I did see,
She took my hand in hers
And whispered "follow me".
★
I flew with her to Heaven
On wings of purest white,
We danced amidst the stars
That sparkled in the night.
★
On the pathway to the moon,
I looked down upon the earth
And suddenly remembered,
The moment of my birth.
★
The angel looked at me,
Her lips curved in a smile,
Knowing I'd recalled,
She'd walked with me each mile.
★
She was my special angel;
God's creation just for me,
To guide me in my life,
And through eternity
★
I didn't want to leave her,
As we stood in heavenly bliss,
But she whispered her goodbye
And departed with a kiss.
★
Awaking in the morning,
Warm sunshine stroked my face
Had I just dreamt of my angel,
Or was it real - that heavenly place?
★
I felt such peace within me,
It seemed so very clear,
Then I swear I heard her whisper,
"You know I'm always here'.
☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆
Marian Jones � 2002
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
� 2004
Sweet Dreams Margaret
Heaven
If we could visit heaven,ღ♥ღ
Even for a day,ღ♥ღ
Maybe for a moment,ღ♥ღ
The pain would go away,ღ♥ღ
I'd put my arms around you,ღ♥ღ
And whisper words so true,ღ♥ღ
That living life without you,ღ♥ღ
Is the hardest thing to do.ღ♥ღ
No matter how we spend our days,ღ♥ღ
No matter what we do,ღ♥ღ
No morning dawns or evening falls,ღ♥ღ
When we don't think of you xx.ღ♥ღ
Love always Fran xxx
Angel Hugs
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
On days when you're tired
Not sure you can go on
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in an Angel hug
To let you rest till your weariness is gone.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
On days when you're down
Just feeling so blue
- Your Angel Knows -
And will tenderly take you in her arms
To cherish and help cheer you.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
On days when you're hurting
Really feeling that pain
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in a blanket of love
To give you courage and help keep you sane.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
On those nights when you're lonely
And there's no one to be found
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll gently enfold you in her wings
To give comfort and let you know
she'll always be around.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
And on the days when you're happy
Things are going just right
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll smile and say a prayer of thanks
And give you an Angel hug so tight.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Day and night no matter what
Your Angel is always close by
To help guard you and protect you
Till someday you have your own wings to fly.
* A Letter from Heaven * *
* * * * * * * * * *
To those I love,
You hold on to me so tightly in your Hearts - where I shall always be.
Your concern has always been for me, but I wonder how you are doing.
You will never know all the prayers that have been prayed for you. the tears that have been shed over your grief and the concern that has been shown for you in multitude of ways, but I find it so comforting to know you havent been left alone.
Please know that I am not alone, either. The death that hurt you the most has given me the gift of eternal life. Never let anyone tell you God doesnt exist. If you need to be mad at Him for awhile, that's okay; He can handle it. But never let hate, anger or bitterness fuel your emotions. Talk to Him and let Him talk to you. Listen for Him in the voices of the people who love and care about you, and let His Word reassure you that I am doing just fine.
It's comforting to know that you hold me so close while struggling with the prospect of letting me go. You need to know, that we will always be together.
Eternity is not " out there" eternity is now! I have simply moved a little farther
ahead of you.
Remember that God never wastes anything - especially love.
The love that we shared on earth will be even greater in Heaven. For now, you must rest assured that I am safe in God's Perfect Love. I would like you to take some of the love you have for me and share it with those around you. You can never run out of love - the more you give away, the more you will have....and let others love you.... you are worth loving!
Be patient with yourselves. You will make some mistakes and you will even find yourselves ot thinking about "me" from time to time. That's all right too....... All my needs are being met; you need to take care of you. Hold onto one another, help each other, give hope and love to all you meet.
Above all, be prepared to welcome others into your wolrd of grief and mourning. You are being taught valuble lessons that will need to be passed along. Some will not have the strength, many will not have your faith, and most will feel they are alone; but all will need the love and understanding only you will be able to give. Now, your pain is the only credential you need to minister to others. When you think of me, never think of me as being alone.
Think of me as smiling laughing and enjoying all that God has prepared for me.
Finally, never believe you are alone. Do not focus on what you have lost, but
look always at what you have left. You are surrounded by people who love and care about you. Live with them - love with them - share with them - laugh with them ...
Make everyday a celebration of life - a life that will never end.
We will meet again - and until we do - know that I am so very proud of you
for not giving up!!!!
From - Your Loved one's in Heaven
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