words when the need arises
Love grows just like if you plant a seed in a garden,
It takes time to germinate as the seed grows, so does love
You feed it with love and compassion as it blooms into a someone
reciprocating the warmth that you have given to them
It flourishes with care through the years, sometimes dormant
in the dry spells, always vibrant and bright when nourished.
One day you look out and see how this beautiful individual has
sustained its being through the winter, starting to radiate the
gentleness of true love.
Another spring is here to inspire the love and affection that she carries with her
that has grown through the years with you.
She feels fulfilled and content as she listens to the heartbeat beside her, intertwined
Beating gently lulling you to sleep
An old friend of ours, Rick Shaw passed away. So sad as he brought smiles to so many people.
I just want to thank everyone that has been part of my web site and sent me letters and e-mails.
I wish you all a Very Merry Christmas and the best in 2012 to you and yours.
With much love to all.
The older we get the more our family and friends become important to us.
Every year we seem to lose someone who we truly care for and have loved over the years. We get caught up with everyday events and perhaps fail to keep up with the people who have been close way back when or the ones who have been with us through the years. The days seem to go so much faster as we grow older and some are very fortunate to have their family still with them.
Lately my thoughts have been with relatives of yesteryear as I was fortunate to come into contact with two second cousins that I did not know even existed.
It took a death for us to come together and they had been tracking the Scottish family tree for ten years. My ancestry came alive with pictures and documents that they had been collecting over the years. I thank Bob and Linda for all the work that they have put into this. Now I hope my other cousins Ann, Clarence, David and Allen add their family history to finish this chapter so the younger generation can experience their history. Not mention that genealogy is fascinating.
My husbandís cousin Bo from Finland has put his history of the family together too and I must say he has put much work into this for centuries. We met Bobís fatherís side of the family when we traveled to Finland in 1974. Now maybe Bob will get started on his motherís side as that is a truly interesting story. His Mother was separated from her twin in Bodo, Norway when they were eight years old. Her Mom died and her two sisters each took one child, with one left in Norway and Bobís Mom coming to Canada. After eighty one years Vilma finally found her sister Olga after searching for all those years. They were reunited when Vilma travelled to Norway with her grandson Chris. Unfortunately Olga had Alzheimerís by then. But Vilma was sure after spending hours with her that there was an understanding and recognition in Olgaís eyes. I am happy it made Vilma feel good after so many years of looking for her sibling.
We donít always appreciate our family history until we get older, but there will be many interesting people and stories in every family. Donít let them disappear into oblivion. It is your heritage.
Just my own thoughts on this October day.
Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass it's about caring and loving
your relatives and friends while you can touch and see them,
and they are still among us.
After twelve years in the same location, we decided to move out of Vancouver.
Sounds odd to say we are moving to the suburbs. We were in the suburbs and moved back into the downtown core. Maybe we will miss the bustle of busy Vancouver, maybe not. The sirens echoing through the night we have come accustomed to, the drunks making their way home getting everything off their chest in hollering rants along the way. The Olympics were a pure joy of the happy crowds in the wee hours of the morning.
Now to a community with a lake a few minutes walk from our home. The quiet of looking out on a beautiful garden with the birds waking you up; having breakfast on our patio with the fragrance of the spring blossoms below. This is just another journey that we have decided to take in our lives at this time. We have always been ready to take a new direction in our life path.
This move has been a hard one for both of us, stress, sore backs and exhausting early nights, only staying awake to watch the hockey playoffs, sometimes missing the last twenty minutes.
Just want to say thanks to all who offered and those who showed up and helped make the move easier. Good friends are hard to come by, and we have some real gems.
Thanks Dear Friends.
Casey Douglas Adkins
May 14,1981 - December 28, 2009
A vibrant young man who was tragically taken while building his life in such a positive way.
Jesus said ....
Many mansions, there are many mansions,
in my Father's house you'll always have a place to go.
Many mansions, oh so many mansions,
and if that weren't true I'd never tell you so.
I go now to prepare a place for you.
Wherever we may go after our brief visit here on Earth,
Casey is already there,
Nancy and Gary,
Just a heartfelt thanks to you both for making our anniversary very special.
Your thoughtfulness has always been there for us through the years, we just want you to know that we love you both from the bottom of our hearts. The bottle of wine waiting for us in our room, then the picture in the Sun on Saturday morning as we enjoyed breakfast.
And many thanks for all the cards of congratulations, dear friends. We felt so loved.
Jane and Bob
Well Bob, Happy 50th Anniversary, so looking forward to our little holiday together. We have had a great ride so far and hopefully the next year will bring us more adventures and our plans will come true for our 51st. Love Jane
Our special friend Anne
As it comes to two years since you left us, I think of you often, our long conversations, laughs and those dinners we shared. Your face always showed a smile and it lit up a room.
You were a compassionate woman who was always there for your family and friends; nothing was too much trouble when asked. Right to the end your sense of humour never faltered. You will be remembered by many this month May 9th with much love and affection.
Save a place for us dear Anne .....
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