The memorial walkway at Nathan Adelson Hospice, which contains your marker in the footpath, is just around the corner. I drive by it a few times a week. I always think of you. But not just there. Your memory lives in numerous places around time. I drive by some places and smile. I drive by other places and cry. Your memory lives in the hearts and minds of all of us that called you Honey Ko, or Lola, or Ate. It's been 9 years, and although it hurts less today, the hole in my heart is just as big.
Mark
26th January 2020
May angels surround her, and saints welcome her in peace.
Mark
10th January 2013
Prayer for the Bereaved...
Father,
God of all consolation,
in your unending love and mercy for us
you turn the darkness of death
into the dawn of new life.
Show compassion to your people in their sorrow.
Be our refuge and our strength
to lift us from the darkness of this grief
to the peace and light of your presence.
Your Son, our Lord Jesus Christ,
by dying for us, conquered death
and by rising again, restored life.
May we then go forward eagerly to meet him,
and after our life on earth
be reunited with our brothers and sisters
where every tear will be wiped away.
We ask this through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
Mark
31st December 2012