Tuesday, March 04, 2008

A loving good-bye....

May 17,1918-March 4, 2008

Rest in peace, Dad...

You are leaving behind a legacy of love...

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh Grammie, I'm so sorry for this loss.
Stella

Anonymous said...

Grammie,
I am so sorry. I know this is a hard & difficult time for you & your family. Sending love & hugs to you.

Paulette

Beverly said...

I'm so sorry for your loss, my dear. Condolences to your mother, your sisters, and to you.

Beverly said...

I am so sorry for the loss of your father. I hope time will heal you, your sisters, and your mother.

Clara....in TN said...

So sorry to read of your loss. May God's love fill the empty spot in your heart. All my love, Clara...in TN

Moobear said...

I am so sorry to hear this sad news hon. Prayers will be sent your way and know you are loved and thought of at this sad time.
Take care Laurie.

Claudia

Anonymous said...

Thinking of you, Grammie, and your family during this difficult time.

Princess said...

Oh, Grammie, I am very sorry to learn about your loss. My prayers for you and your family, and for your Dad that he may rest ever so peacefully.

Jana said...

He's with his Lord now, and happy and healthy. The ones left behind feel the sorrow and emptiness. I'm sad for your family - I hope that your gathered strength and love will see you through these hard days ahead.

Clara....in TN said...

When Sorrow Comes
Edgar Guest

When sorrow comes, and come it must
In God a man must place his trust.
There is no power in mortal speech
The anguish of his soul to reach.
No voice, however sweet and low,
Can comfort him or ease the blow.

He cannot from his fellow men
Take strength that will sustain him then.
With all that kindly hands will do,
And all that love may offer, too.
He must believe throughout the test
That God has willed it for the best.

We who would be his friends are dumb;
Words from out lips but feebly come;
We feel, as we extend out hands,
That one Power only understands
And truly knows the reason why
So beautiful a soul must die.

We realize how helpless then
Are all the gifts of mortal men.
No words which we have power to say
Can take the sting of grief away....
That Power which marks the sparrow's fall
Must comfort and sustain us all.

When sorrow comes, and come it must,
In God, a man must place his trust.
With all the wealth which he may own,
He cannot meet the test alone,
And only he may stand serene
Who has a faith on which to lean.

God Bless You Grammie, We love You!!!!! Clara

Beverly said...

Thinking of you today, Grammie.