This memorial website was created in the memory of our beloved mum Janet, who was so brave throughout her life and who lives on within our thoughts and hearts each and every day.
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight on the grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
Tributes
Leave a TributeIf we succeed this mortal coil,
we who walk the soil.
We wonder on,
What follows on,
From flesh and bone.
We hope at least a feeling!
With furrowed brows
of sodden sorrow
We place our hope
on a sacred trope
And fear nothing!
Feel nothing will follow.
“Oh mother…
I can feel the soil falling over my head”
A dusting of particles,
of things that once were;
leaves from the family tree.
No longer growing.
Grown, and gone
When I depart this mortal coil
Will all I ever be,
is just another tree?
The only life left to live
in memory
of those who still walk the soil
until they become
As I once did,
Just another tree?
I love and miss you mum, more than ever sometimes. I hope you are there, somewhere. I hope that one day our trees will make a forest, our leaves a canopy our roots a network binding all that once was back together.
Love you Mum
Your time ended too early mum, too early for someone with your spirit. I hate that this is the way it is and I’m not a hater… But this, I hate.
Often I think to myself, “i’ll ask mum”… and then it hits, and that’s so hard.
I think how you’ll love to see the boys, how I’d love for you to see them… and then it hits.. again.
I so wish I could share the joy of your joy in your 2 grandsons. I miss this, though i never had this… and never will. Such melancholy.
It’s almost past, this years anniversary of the day you were born is almost over. Eternal. March. Of. Time…..
and it’s gone….
another year, past…
I Love you
Miss you..
Happy Birthday?
xxx
I write here because it feels right..
You were with me earlier, I’m sure. William saw you; he told me you were there and pointed to you. Was it you?
Love you mum, I’m so happy you’re no longer in pain - but so sad you’re no longer with us in body. A paradox I wish I didn’t have to live with.
Happy birthday mum. Does that mean anything to you now? Or is it just for us?
Happy birthday my beautiful mum - your beauty shines in the faces of your grandchildren and of your great grandchildren.
Mum, you will endure forever in my memory, and when I am gone and the memory of me has faded, you will endure in the beauty and lives of all your decendants… forever and always.
Always… and forever.
Xxx
Happy Birthday x
I wrote this once on Facebook.. It was on December 14th, you know why.
Dear Mum,
I miss you. On this day in 2009 you left this mortal coil, you did it as you did everything, at your time and on your terms, taking a risk that would either give you dignity and quality of life or would see you bid farewell to a life that was giving you so much pain. Some might think the odds were stacked against you; I suspect you saw it as a win either way.
I feel the burden of loss, I wish you were still here, I long for just one more day, just one more smile, just one more chat as much today as I did 8 years ago. I’ve wept. But I’m happy. Happy that you have no more pain or indignity, this is my cold comfort.
You are and always will be a part of me as I once was a part of you; you grew my body. You guided me and showed me the beauty of the world and of the people while you prepared me for and guarded me against its crueler side. I would not be and I am the man I am today because of you.
I see your legacy in my sons, they are a part of you and you of them. I see your fire in the eyes of your children, of your children’s children and of your great grandchildren; I know your strength and beauty will endure.
So on this bleak anniversary I take my time to reflect on the happiness and love you so readily shared and I smile and I laugh and I shed the odd tear; I’ll tell you that I miss you and through all this I thank you.
My strength comes from you.
Jeff x
Thinking of you every day of each of those years
X
What are its mountains, and what are its streams?
Oh father! I saw my mother there,
Among the lilies by waters fair.
Among the lambs, clothed in white,
She walked with her boy in sweet delight.
I wept for joy, like a dove I mourn;
Oh! when shall I again return?
Miss you mum. X
Big changes have happened, Beechwood Road has been sold and Dad has a bungalow up here now.
Roy is living in his own place now
Last Saturday I passed my 1St Dan Black Belt
I miss you I love you - can you see my candle burning for you?
Always in my heart xxx
l have been thinking of you because "We are sisters forever Never apart Maybe in distance but Never at Heart" and that sums up our whole lives You Brenda and Me love you Janet miss you xxx
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.
I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.
Xx
Finlo saw your pictures for the first time today, I was looking at them on this site; it was as if he knew you all along, his face lit up and with a great big smile he said "Nana - nana, look daddy, nana!" I was a little lost for words or explaination, but should I be?
6 years mum, seems like yesterday.
Oh, Finlo wants to say something:
B ,lbb b. Nbhlppl
Xxx
Another year since you have gone
I know you just could not hang on
Life goes on, as you know
It's not the same, since you had to go
So I light my candle and it burns bright
Lightning up the crisp, cold night
I hope you see it, from where you are
So you know how loved and missed you are.
Xxxxxx
Another year has passed and so much has changed
But then, you already know that.
We miss your smile and laugh, your passion and when you are on the war path,
But then this all lives on in each of us four and your beautiful grandchildren
Love you Mum, sleep well
Xx
The Angels saw you struggling and they knew
There was no more hope left for you
So they wrapped you up in their love
And took you to a place above
Full of peace, calm and love,
Miss you, love you, send us Angels mum, we all need you now, I'm so poorly, Uncle Barry is fighting Cancer, Auntie Jackie needs healing love... Xxxxxx
I wish that I could build some stairs,
To take me up to where you are,
To see you near; not from afar,
You smile and wipe my tears away,
Gently whispering 'it's ok'
Telling me 'go on your way, until we meet again, one day.'
Times like this make me so sad, so empty...... xxxx
I'll be on the rock today, we can chat about old times, love you xxx
but yet as aways there is one thing I know,
you may no longer be with us here,
but your memory will always keep you near.
Miss you Mum xxx
For although you're gone, it was much to soon for us to say goodbye.
Some day we'll meet again when we shall smile and reminisce and Heaven will fill with the laughter of me and my big Sis. Love and miss you. xxx
Leave a Tribute
If we succeed this mortal coil,
we who walk the soil.
We wonder on,
What follows on,
From flesh and bone.
We hope at least a feeling!
With furrowed brows
of sodden sorrow
We place our hope
on a sacred trope
And fear nothing!
Feel nothing will follow.
“Oh mother…
I can feel the soil falling over my head”
A dusting of particles,
of things that once were;
leaves from the family tree.
No longer growing.
Grown, and gone
When I depart this mortal coil
Will all I ever be,
is just another tree?
The only life left to live
in memory
of those who still walk the soil
until they become
As I once did,
Just another tree?
I love and miss you mum, more than ever sometimes. I hope you are there, somewhere. I hope that one day our trees will make a forest, our leaves a canopy our roots a network binding all that once was back together.






Party Animal
Mum loves to party, loves to dance and enjoy herself. She worked as a Student Counsellor at the local College in Luton and we went to LOTS of parties, held by her (Not sure if dad knew - hee hee). Also held by her Students, happy days... :-).
Always Late :-)
Mum was terrible for keeping to time. She was late for almost everything. When I used to compete and had races to get too. She was always late to leave home. The cheek of it was, she would blame my little bro and me for making her late!! It was always a joke that if mum said she would be ready at 4pm we needed to add couple of hours on LOL x
Big knickers
Many years ago during the exchange of Chritmas presents....it came to pass that a HUGE pair of knickers suddenly appeared as a gift for one of we three girls. They were massive, each year they were laughed at and kept for a year before being re-wrapped and sent on... each year we dreaded getting the 'does my bum look big in these' knickers. This went on for many years until one Christmas Jan said " Right - these are no longer funny, don't send them any more, I think they fit!! This was just one of many occasion that Jan made me laugh so hard the tears ran down my legs! I am truly sorry I cannot share with you a picture of one of us in said knickers!