Randy and I would like to thank you for the beautiful graphics & candles and all the love and support on this difficult day.  This day was comforted by all your love and support, Dianne.  xo

Love Randy and Claudia 

How We Survive

If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.

If not,
there is only the sudden horror,
the wrench of being torn apart;
of being reminded
that nothing is permanent,
not even the ones we love,
the ones our lives revolve around.

Life is a fragile affair.
We are all dancing
on the edge of a precipice,
a dizzying cliff so high
we can't see the bottom.

One by one,
we lose those we love most
into the dark ravine.

So we must cherish them
without reservation.
Now.
Today.
This minute.
We will lose them
or they will lose us
someday.
This is certain.
There is no time for bickering.
And their loss
will leave a great pit in our hearts;
a pit we struggle to avoid
during the day
and fall into at night.

Some,
unable to accept this loss,
unable to determine
the worth of life without them,
jump into that black pit
spiritually or physically,
hoping to find them there.

And some survive
the shock,
the denial,
the horror,
the bargaining,
the barren, empty aching,
the unanswered prayers,
the sleepless nights
when their breath is crushed
under the weight of silence
and all that it means.

Somehow, some survive all that and,
like a flower opening after a storm,
they slowly begin to remember
the one they lost
in a different way...

The laughter,
the irrepressible spirit,
the generous heart,
the way their smile made them feel,
the encouragement they gave
even as their own dreams were dying.

And in time, they fill the pit
with other memories
the only memories that really matter.

We will still cry.
We will always cry.
But with loving reflection
more than hopeless longing.

And that is how we survive.
That is how the story should end.
That is how they would want it to be.

I Am Always With You
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do,
You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears,
But be thankful we had so many good years.
I gave you my love, and you can only guess
How much you've given me in happiness.
I thank you for the love that you have shown,
But now it is time I traveled on alone.
So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
That it is only for a while that we must part,
So treasure the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away for life goes on.
And if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear
And then, when you come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home".

Gods Heavenly Stairway

One step at a time we climb each day,
closer to God with each prayer we pray.

“For” the cry of one’s heart offered in prayer,
becomes just another”Spiritual Stairway”

In the Heavenly Stairway., leading us to a beautiful place,
where we can live anew.

So never give up for it’s worthy the climb,
to live forever in “”Endless Time” where the soul of us is safe and free,
to live in love, peace, harmony,
through eternity, in God’s Heavenly Stairway…

Written by: B.J.Morbitzer 1991

~WISHING YOU A BLESSED FALL~

AUTUMN GLORY

AUTUMN BREEZE IS BLOWING
CHILL IS IN THE AIR,
LEAVES ARE GENTLY SWIRLING,
SCATTERED HERE AND THERE.
PEOPLE  CLAD IN JACKETS,
CIDER NICE AND HOT,
WIENER ROAST AND CAMPFIRE,
SURE DOES HIT THE SPOT.
FOOTBALL GAMES ON FRIDAYS,
FANS CAN NOW BE FOUND,
HUDDLED ROUND IN BLANKETS,
RIVALS COME TO TOWN.
WINTERTIME IS COMING,
LEAVES ARE BEIGN SHED,
LOVELY SHADES OF YELLOW,
TOUCH OF CRIMSON RED.
FROST IS ON THE PUMPKIN,
CHILDRE JUMB AND RUN,
DAYS ARE GROWING SHORTER,
GOLDEN FIELDS ARE SPUN.
GOD IS QUITE THE ARTIST,
PAINTS A CANAPY,
ADDS A SPLASH OF COLOR,
FOR EVERYONE TO SEE!!
          ....BY MARILYN FERGUSEN

How sweet to have such special friends
When days are dark and dreary
How nice to hear I'm praying for you
And feel the warmth of God's love too.
The encouraging words come from afar
Life is so easy as we build a special bond
When you are in the valley low
Friends do pray their love will show.
Our friends are like a thread of gold
We care love and hold them dear
God knew we would need each other
His command was "To love one another."
We may never meet this side of heaven
Tho' we feel each others hurt and pain
We'll continue to pray for those we love
Until someday we'll meet in heaven above.
Thank you my friends for being so dear
For showing love and your fervent prayer
I talk to my God for you each day
May you feel His warmth in every way.
.......BY BERNICE WARD

What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more word, one more touch, we may not understand why you left this earth so soon, or why you left before we were ready to say good-bye, but little by little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget.