| Location | Manchester |
| Age | 53 years |
| Date of Birth | 7/1951 |
| Date of Death | 6/2005 |
| Visitors | 523 since 04/12/2007 |
| Creator |
MAGS,
Died doing what she loved doing being on holliday, She had gone to tenefife with her husband Tony two of her sons Anthony and Andrew and there girlfriends and one of her grand daughters Hanna on the Friday. On Saturday she took poorly, by the Monday her other son Micheal and her daughter Alicia was trying to get flights to be with her when the call came she had gone,
Mags had 1 daughter Alicia she had 3 grand daughters from Alicia and her husband Pete, and Has 2 greatgrand daughters and a great grandson and one on the way She had 3 sons Micheal who had a daughter Lauren,Anthony and his wife Alex who have Hanna and Georgia and Andrew was her youngest and his partner Becky. Mags was a Loving careing person who would do anything for any one.
many poeple would remember her from Mc Donalds in Cheetham hill,
all our kids called her granny Mc.Later she worked at Asda
She would often be seen dressed up in all pink or even other funny outfits.
poeple would look at her funny, but those who knew her knew she was doing something for charity again.
Mags loved a party and was the one who got up with all the kids when the birdie song came on or any other fun party song.
Her brothers and sisters called her the bag lady,
Because she lived near the hospital if anyone was ill Mags always walked down the ward with her hands full of bags of goodies to cheer you up.
We know ever time we have a party Mags you will be there with us
god bless Mags.
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When a good person dies.
Night is coming on.
The last birds fly hurriedly to their nests.
Slowly but surely darkness takes possession of the world.
However, no sooner has darkness fallen,
than the lights begin to come on —
below us, around us, above us,
near us and far away from us —
a candle in a window, a lamp in a cellar,
a beacon in a lighthouse, a star in the sky.
And so we take heart and find our way again.
When a good person dies, darkness descends on us.
We feel lost, bereft, forlorn.
But gradually the lights begin to come on
as we recall the good deeds done by the deceased.
They spring up all over the place.
We are amazed at how much light is generated.
In this strange and beautiful light
we not only find our way,
but find the meaning of life itself.
Anon.
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♥ The Winding Lane ♥
Down the winding country lane
There's a soft and gentle breeze;
The perfume from the hedgerows
Comes drifting through the trees.
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Birds sing sweet melodies
Bringing calmness to my mind;
My grief is slowly healing;
My sorrows left behind.
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This lane is very special
I walk here every day,
Holding on to memories
Of times now far away.
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For here I find the peace
God promised from the start;
It's found in His creation
To heal each broken heart.
♥ Copyright Marian Jones 2006 ♥
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✿ My Place for You ✿
There is a secret place
Within the heart of me
Where thoughts of you return
Like haunting melodies.
The voice I loved, now still,
Is whispering inside,
It stirs fond memories
Which in my heart reside.
Old feelings spring to life;
It is as if you're near,
Speaking words of comfort
"Remember I'm still here".
I know it is a dream
My heart so loves this song;
Souvenirs I store away
In the place where they belong.
Copyright Marian Jones 2003
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For Just A Moment
Copyright © 1995 by Brenda Penepent
For just a moment
I’m sure I saw
a flicker of light ahead.
Perhaps it was your smile.
Though past now, remembered,
in my heart
like the small sound of
a butterfly passing by.
No night
is so dark
that can not be brightened
with memories of you.
Raindrops carry along
your blessings from heaven
to wash away my tears
and bring me hope anew.
One Little Candle
By Carol Dunn
It’s just one little candle
One tiny flickering light
A challenge to the darkness
A small beacon in the night.
It could be just a gentle touch
A reminder that you’re there
Or a warm, compassionate hug
That shows you understand and care.
Sometimes it only takes your smile
To encourage and uplift
And should that smile lead to laughter
You’ve shared a special gift.
There’s comfort in shared silence
Or in a softly spoken word
Or in taking time to listen
To feelings that must be heard.
Yes, it’s just one little candle
Softly glowing in the night
But it can overcome the darkness
If it will only share it’s light.
Just one candle at a time
Each one giving from its heart
Reaching out to those nearby
Asking them to do their part.
To make sure the light keeps growing
Reaching out to those in sorrow
Offering comfort, warmth and hope
Strength and courage for tomorrow.
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ONENESS
The moment I die,
I will try to come back to you
as quickly as possible.
I promise it will not take long.
Isn't it true
I am already with you,
As I die each moment
I come back to you in every moment.
Just look,
Feel my presence.
If you want to cry,
Please cry.
And know that I will cry with you.
The tears you shed
Will heal us both.
Your tears are mine.
The earth I tread this morning
Transcends history.
Spring and Winter are both present in the moment.
The young leaf and the dead leaf are really one.
My feet touch deathlessness,
And my feet are yours. Walk with me now.
Let us enter the dimension of oneness
And see the cherry tree blossom in Winter.
Why should we talk about death
I don't need to die
To be back with you.
Written by Thich Nhat Hanh
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missin u...*
hiyya granny mac...x hope ur okiieein hevan...x missin u loadz...xallways thinking of you...x anyways got 2 go naw...x love you millionz&&millionz...x all my love...x *Lauren* xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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