Let the memory of Lyanne be with us forever
  • 40 years old
  • Born on November 29, 1968 in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
  • Passed away on November 23, 2009 in Fort McMurray, Canada.

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Posted by Tom Jackson on November 25, 2013
It's been four years since I lost my little sister. I think about you a lot, Sis, particularly at this time of the year.

I miss your laugh, your funny e-mails and slamming my Montreal Canadiens -while the Oilers could do no wrong. I miss being able to phone you up and give you a hard time about something. I always knew you'd get me back, but it was always fun. 

I was so proud of you getting the job you had; you were doing so well. And you were the rock for your daughters to depend on. 

We'll all get by I guess, but it takes a long time to heal. You will always be in my heart, Lyanne.

Forever,
Your Brother
Tom
Posted by Tom Jackson on November 25, 2013
These are the words to an old song called "Suppertime" that I sang for you at your memorial service. I changed some of the words from the original.


Suppertime

-for Lyanne Jackson

When I was but a boy in days of childhood,
We used to play ‘til evenings shadows come
Then winding down an old familiar pathway
We’d hear our mother call at set of sun

Come home, come home, it’s suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home, come home it’s suppertime
We’re going home at last

The years went by and we all went our own way
Once in awhile we’d talk on the telephone
I wish I’d taken more time for my sister
Now it’s suppertime upon that golden throne

Come home, come home, it’s suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home, come home it’s suppertime
We’re going home at last


Her smile is what I’ll always remember
And the way she teased her brothers every day
But God’s banquet table’s ready up in heaven
It’s suppertime for my sister today

Come home, come home, it’s suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home, come home it’s suppertime
We’re going home at last


Love
Tom

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