Thursdays-closed 09/30

Quote:

---

Originally posted by moosmom
Here's to my Mom, Joanne, who passed away 31 years ago October 10th from lung cancer at the age of 44. To my Dad, who was my mentor, who passed away 7 years ago August 16th.

To my Bumpy George (maternal grandfather) who passed away a week before Christmas, 1973, 2 months after my Mom passed. He died from burns sustained in our house fire.

The ache and hole that is in my heart will never go away and Christmas will never EVER be the same. :(

---

Donna, my deepest sympathy for you for your losses. I feel the same way. since my parents passed away, The holidays have been lonely for me. I try to get into the spirit, but it's not the same, or will it be the same. If you get really depressed over the holidays, either call or PM me, I know what you are going through and I have a big enough shoulder to lean on. {{{{BIG HUGS}}}}

Richard what a beautiful idea.

Dear Nan (Great Nan)
It has been 10 years since you left us, you held on so hard and finally let go just 10 minutes after we left your hospital room how i wish we had of stayed just that little longer :(. I will always remember you and the weekends and holidays we spent with you and Pop in Melbourne going to the Zoo.

Matthew you left us way too soon at 25 years old, i know we did not spend much if any time together in the past 10 years but i often thought of you and how you were doing. Your parents would give us updates and on the odd occasion you would be in town but we would not know and never did get to "Catch up". It was a complete shock when we got the phonecall to say you had left us.

Dear Nan
You passed away before i was born but i love you, you were taken too soon (House fire) and we will get to meet oneday. Until that day comes you will stay in my thoughts. I keep a photo of you close by and have gotton to know you by all the wonderful storys i have heard from Mum, Pop and the rest of the family.

To all of the victims of 9/11, what a horific day that i will never forget. :(

And to all of the wonderfull PTers my heartfelt sympathys go out to you all.

{Hugs} to you all.

I lost my dad in Nov of 2001. He hung in with us as long as he could. His main source of energy was watching my son, his only grandchild grow up. His main concern was that Richard (my son) go to college and grow up to be a good man. Rich is only 15 right now, but college is definitely in his plans and even though he has his 'teenage' moments...he is going to be a fine man, just like his Grandpa. I miss Dad, but I feel him around me a lot so I know he is never too far away.

My most loving and wonderful friend Cindy passed away in Feb of 2002. She fought long and hard with diabetes and related problems, but she met every day with optimism and concern for others. This woman had more than her share of hard times with her health and her family. She suffered so when her oldest son made some bad choices and went to prison for 4 years. She was probably the best friend I ever had, even though we lived miles & miles apart...we were there for each other in spirit and in cards and letters. We kept the lost art of letter writing alive for many years.

My Aunt Carolee ended up being the one person in my life I wanted to grow up and be like. She had a way of making everyone around her feel extremely loved and cared for. She was funny and understanding and just a very real woman. I remember going up to Minnesota and spending summers with her family and having such fun. She had two sons, so I was sort of the little girl she always wanted. I love her and miss her tremendously, but I know she is with Uncle Bill and the two are sure to be keeping things lively in heaven.

My friend Gail who left this world by her own hands...it didn't have to be that way Sweetie...you had lots of friends who miss you so much and any of us would have tried to help you. I'll never forget you and your 'Hi Buuuuuddy!' The world lost a great one when you left us.

Bob...you little s***... I miss you! We had some times didn't we? Remember lunch times with Zarker down in North town.. those were surely the days...cuz its not like that anymore.

LaRita...even though we didn't see much of each other the last few years..You were in the delivery when Rich was born and that was very special. I find that you pop into my dreams quite a bit, so you are definitely on my mind. I know you are safe and at peace with your mom. You were a good friend.

And Rocky....my dog nephew...you were a good dog and holidays just won't be the same at your house without you there. I know your mom and dad and little Mookie had a hard time saying goodbye. Play hard at the RB and wait for us.

To anyone who has lost someone dear to them...life isn't always easy or fair...but being gifted enough to know the ones we love and lose, far outweighs the loss, for they are never really gone as long as you have your memories.