Gary Doolan

50th birthday,

hope you had a lovely birthday, where ever you are gary, 32 years since you left us, has gone so fast, wish you was here having a big 50th party, sure u are tho with nan and the rest of the family thats with you, untill we meet again, iam sending lots of love and big hugs

Christine Johnstone Gary Doolan Sister (Sister)

November 18, 2011

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Tributes For Week Commencing 26th September 2011

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MONDAY
♥ღ♥ Your presence we miss,
Your memory we treasure,
Loving you always,
Forgetting you never. ♥ღ♥

TUESDAY
♥ღ♥ Everyday in some small way
Memories of you come our way.
Though absent, you are always near
Still missed, loved and always dear. ♥ღ♥

WEDNESDAY
♥ღ♥ As the day comes to an end,
The stars shine bright above,
I come to light your candle
To send you all my love ♥ღ♥

THURSDAY
♥ღ♥ No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God can tell us why. ♥ღ♥

FRIDAY
If we could have a lifetime wish
And one dream that could come true
We would pray to God with all our
Hearts just to see and speak to you

A thousand words won’t bring you back
We know because we’ve tried
And neither will a million tears
We know because we’ve cried

You’ve left behind our broken hearts
And precious memories too
But we’ve never wanted memories
We only wanted you
Author Unknown

SATURDAY
God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered "Come to Me".

With tearful eyes we watched you,
We watched you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands now rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
ANON

SUNDAY
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
To sweet eternity.

We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We are all meant to learn some things,
But never meant to stay.

Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know,
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.

But when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.
UNKNOWN AUTHOR
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Marie-Angela Rowe

September 26, 2011

hello my beautiful brother, can not believe its been 31 years since you left us, we still think of you often gary, i know you watch over us all, but mam and dad need you now, so sad seeing dad like that, why did he have to get dementia, its so hard on mum, look after them little bro, sending you loads of love and a very big (((((( hug )))))) love you, xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Christine Johnstone Gary Doolan Sister (Sister)

June 16, 2011

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Tributes For Week Commencing 21st March '11


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For Monday

Take a million teardrops: ~
And wrap them up with Love:~
And ask the wind to carry them,~
To you in Heaven above. ~

For Tuesday

Let This Candle Guide You~
Through The Darkest Time Of Night~
Feel The Warmth And See The Glow~
Till The Early Morning Light~

For Wednesday

Our Sunshine in the Daytime ~
Our light in the Glowing Moon ~
We Miss our precious Angels ~
That are here on Gone Too Soon,~

For Thursday

One Day In The Future ~
Which Day We Don’t Know ~
We'll Wrap Our Arms Around You ~
And Never Let You Go~

For Friday

My Friend I Care

Don’t tell me that you understand.
Don’t tell me that you know.
Don’t tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Don’t come at me with answers
That can only come from me.
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.

Accept me in my ups and downs.
I need someone to share.
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say, “My friend, I care"
Anon

For Saturday

When We Remember

You can shed tears that they are gone
Or you can smile because they have lived
You can close your eyes
And pray that they’ll come back

Or you can open your eyes
And see all they have left
Your heart can be empty
Because you can’t see them

Or you can be happy for tomorrow
Because of yesterday.
You can remember them
And only that they have gone

Or you can cherish their memory
And let it live on
You can cry and close your mind,
Be empty and turn your back

Or you can do what they wanted:
SMILE,
Open your eyes,
LOVE
And go on
Anon

For Sunday

Grief Is Like A River

My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
But I myself determine
Just where the banks will go.

Some days the current takes me
In waves of guilt and pain,
But there are always quiet pools
Where I can rest again.

I crash on rocks of anger;
My faith seems faint indeed,
But there are other swimmers
Who know that what I need

Are loving hands to hold me
When the waters are too swift,
And someone kind to listen
When I just seem to drift.

Grief's river is a process
Of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last
Author Unknown

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Marie-Angela Rowe

March 19, 2011

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Jackie Summerford (Close Friend)

March 17, 2011

FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach
with the Lord.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.

For each scene,
he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand.
One belonged to him, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed
that many times along the path of his life,
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest
and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him
and he questioned the Lord about it.:


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"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during
the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when I needed you the most
you would leave me."

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The Lord replied,
"My precious, precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then I carried you."
~Author Unknown~ love always gail & carla XxX

Gail Pollock (Best Friend)

January 13, 2011

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Jackie Summerford (Close Friend)

January 2, 2011

'Christmas Bells' poem
Make it Snow !

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The Carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said;
‘For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!’

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
‘God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!’

'Christmas Bells' poem Author unknown .love always gail & carla XxX

Gail Pollock (Best Friend)

November 28, 2010

CHRISTMAS POEM FOR YOU MY FRIEND ~~~
My Christmas Wish For You
My Christmas wish for you, my friend
Is not a simple one
For I wish you hope and joy and peace
Days filled with warmth and sun

I wish you love and friendship too
Throughout the coming year
Lots of laughter and happiness
To fill your world with cheer

May you count your blessings, one by one
And when totaled by the lot
May you find all you've been given
To be more than what you sought

May your journeys be short, your burdens light
May your spirit never grow old
May all your clouds have silver linings
And your rainbows pots of gold

I wish this all and so much more
May all your dreams come true
May you have a Merry Christmas friend
And a happy New Year, too ..
- Author Unknown love always gail & carla XXX

Gail Pollock (Best Friend)

November 20, 2010

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♫ ♫ Happy Birthday To You ♫ ♫
♫ ♫ Happy Birthday To You ♫ ♫
♫ ♫ Happy Birthday Dear Gary ♫ ♫
♫ ♫ Happy Birthday To You ♫ ♫

Jan Maddison

November 17, 2010