Because this thread has gotten pretty long, I just wanted to let people know we will be sending flowers for the funeral, if you are interested in participating, please PM me, okay?
Because this thread has gotten pretty long, I just wanted to let people know we will be sending flowers for the funeral, if you are interested in participating, please PM me, okay?
Gosh, I'm just seeing this now as well, and have been reading through each and every post. Corinna sounds like a wonderful and very giving person, and I'm sorry I didn't know her better.
Tim, please know that you and your family are in my prayers also during this difficult time. She will truely be missed.
**hugs**
Karen
This is heartbreaking news.
My love and prayers are with her family. She had a large and loving family here as well.
I am grateful she entered my life, even though briefly. She will be missed, but she will be remembered.
The Lord moves in Mysterious Ways.
Spencer's Mom
Grasshopper Shadowcat Magicat
August 14, 1986 - June 15 2004
Thank you so much for the siggies, PCB & Kfamr
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Tim and Corrina's family, you have all been in my thoughts constantly over the past couple days. It is so very difficult to come up with adequate words to express my sorrow that a very dear and compassionate person has been lost to all of us. Through her posts and what others have posted about her, she seemed such a gentle and unassuming person, full of consideration of others and generosity of heart. She never pointed out all the wonderful things she did for others, never sought out acclaim and recognition for her thoughtfulness. She is the type of person I look up to and strive to be more like. It can be such a struggle sometimes to not be selfish or revolving around one's own problems and feelings.
I will always remember Corrina with admiration and I will strive even harder to live by her loving example. My prayers remain with you.
Corinna was always a lady. She was kind, sweet natured, generous and talented. I've always admired her. She will be missed by many.
I am just reading this now, I am so sorry for your loss.![]()
AMADEUS AUGUSTUS SEBASTIAN THEODORE
Oh how sad this news is.I remember Corinna very well. My thoughts and prayers go to her family and friends during this time, when they need them the most.
I too have just found this out todayhow very sad, she sounded like a really wonderful lady to all on here.
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Nothing says love like a kitty purring in you ear
You know, I have been trying to think, I thought we had another "spinner" on Pet Talk ...
I'm gonna PM somebody.
But Corinna's death is a reminder to never put things off ...
Tim, Family, and fellow Pet Talkers....
I'm so sorry I haven't found this thread until now. My deepest prayers and sympathies go out to each and every person that has been affected by this tragic and sudden loss. Corrina was an amazing and caring person who never thought twice about sharing and giving to others. This can be seen by her posts on PT and how much all of our members cherished special gifts and thoughts she had sent. She also seemed to have such a full, wonderful, and happy life!
I wanted to share two of my very favorite "stories" that I learned of after my dad died almost 3 years ago. Every day is difficult and the pain is hard to ease, but these are comforting words that I hope will help....
The Dragonfly Story (a great story to relate this to Charity Jean one day)
Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads,
there lived a little water beetle in a community of water
beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond
with few disturbances and interruptions.
Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of
their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and
would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their
friend was dead, gone forever.
Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge
to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would
not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what
he had found at the top.
When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the
surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so
warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body
changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful
blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body
designed for flying.
So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole
new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never
known existed.
Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking
by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and
explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been
before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended.
But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could
not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he
understood that their time would come, when they, too, would
know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off
into his joyous new life!
"Gone From My Sight by Henry Van Dyke"
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she let my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"
And that is dying...
Death comes in its own time, in its own way.
Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.
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Faith is being able to jump first and grow wings later
When a waterbug leaves his friends and climbs the stalks, he is unable to return. But he gains a beautiful new body and a glorious perspective on a new world. He knows his friends will join him with their new bodies one day...one glorious day
Judy (shutterbug), those are beautiful.
The idea that some lives matter less is the root of all that is wrong with the world. - Dr. Paul Farmer
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