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Gaudet, Edward |
(N/A to
N/A) |
Father of Debbie Woods
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Remembrance on 9/4/2007 |

Golden , Helen |
(N/A to
N/A) |
Great Grandmother of Gina Yefko
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Remembrance on 5/18/2006 |
| Grandma, I miss you so very much! You are in very good hands now, and I know that our good lord has you with him now. I love you grandma! May I go now? Do you think the time is right? May I say good-bye to pain-filled days And endless lonely nights? I've lived my life and done my best An example tried to be. So can I take that step beyond And set my spirit free? I did not want to go at first I fought with all my might. But, something seems to draw me now To a warm and loving light. I want to go - I really do - It's difficult to stay - But I will try as best I can To live just one more day To give YOU time to care for me And share your love and fears. I know you're sad and are afraid Because I see your tears. I'll not be far - I promise that - And hope you'll always know that my spirit will be close to YOU wherever you may go. Thank YOU. YOU know I love YOU too, That's why it's hard to say good-bye, And end this life with YOU. So - hold me now, just one more time, And let me hear YOU say Because YOU care so much for me You'll let me go today! |

Hanson, Dazee |
(1983 to
1998) |
Beloved Pet of Maryln
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Remembrance on 2/12/2008 |
| Dazee was six months old and about 4 pounds of white fluff when she became part of my family. At the time, I was going through a pretty rough stretch with depression and I actually credit Dazee with keeping me going and saving my life. She loved me totally and unconditionally...no matter what. I lost Dazee in October of 1998. I miss her terribly, but feel very fortunate to have been blessed with her presence for seventeen years. I named this site "Dazee's Garden"...in memory of my little Dazee. |

Hanson, Robert Duane |
(1954 to
2008) |
Husband and Father of Maryln, Shayla, and Micherra
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Remembrance on 1/30/2008 |
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Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
Don’ you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Desperado, oh, you ain’t getting’ no youger Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine
Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses? |

Holder, Doris |
(1937 to
2008) |
Sister of Maryln
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Remembrance on 5/27/2008 |
| I can't believe you've left me, Doris. What am I going to do for laughter now, huh? I miss you so much. |

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