This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Virginia Rogers 72 years old , born on April 3, 1946 and passed away on January 5, 2019. We will remember her forever. We will be updating this page as plans are made for her memorial.
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Leave a tributeThinking of you today, Ginny's birthday. Mackenzie and I are reflecting on the gift of Ginny being a significant part of our lives as we mark the anniversary of her birth. She has a daily presence in our thoughts.
She was the strong person any woman would want to be...Intelligent and organized. A team leader, a beautiful person inside/out. a FRIEND for always. and she could pull off some fun pranks!
Doug, Matt, and Mike and your families....our arms and hearts are wrapped around you all. WE LOVE YOU!
I'm sure she has insipired lot of lifes in world.
Thanks Ginny for being so happy, smiling, hospitable, helpful to all of the people you met in your life.
This is devastating for all of you. I am so sorry! My heart hurts also.
This woman was so incredible, from that hair, those sparkling eyes, her smile and that little giggle. She’d be telling you something, this giggle would come out and oh! You knew something funny and entertaining was going to be said and I listened with all ears.
We met as neighbors but she became my lifelong friend. When we didn’t see each other it was as no time had passed. We picked up right were we left off! I’m sure she made all who new here feel the same way.
This glorious woman had the most generous spirit. Her door always open and welcoming. Such a true friend, always there to listen, to give the best advice. Far wiser than I could ever be. Open house, open arms, pure love.
I know she loved her family with her whole heart! Though she is gone her love for you remains, and always will. She lives within your heart, her spirit guides you still.
How I will miss this generous person, spirit ,friend and that little giggle.
I have a beautiful angel candle lit and raising my glass.
Doug, Matt, Mike, I am thinking of you everyday.
Love,
Robin
I will cherish always memories of her kindness and thoughtfulness.
Lots of good memories from Singapore. May you rest in peace.
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HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY WISHES MS GINNY,
remembering some fun times....at a baseball tournament in Manila. A luncheon for you at the Fullerton Hotel with Carrie, Judy Fullerton and others.... and the fun time we "filled Carrie's Volvo" with toilet paper as pay-back for the "roll" we got!
it is so wonderful how Mike, Megan, and sweet Finn....& Josh, Nina and Malaya will continue the friendship that began for all of us in SINGAPORE
WE MISS YOU DEAR GINNY
Mom’s Bedside Prayer - A Blessing
May death come gently toward you,
Leaving you time to make your way
Through the cold embrace of fear
To the place of inner tranquillity.
May death arrive only after a long life
To find you at home among your own
With every comfort and care you require.
May your leave-taking be gracious,
Enabling you to hold dignity
Through awkwardness and illness.
May you see the reflection
Of your life’s kindness and beauty
In all the tears that fall for you.
As your eyes focus on each face,
May your soul take its imprint,
Drawing each image within
As companions for the journey.
May you find for each one you love
A different locket of jeweled words
To be worn around the heart
To warm your absence.
May someone who knows and loves
The complex village of your heart
Be there to echo you back to yourself
And create a sure word-raft
To carry you to the further shore.
May your spirit feel
The surge of true delight
When the veil of the visible
Is raised, and you glimpse again
The living faces
Of departed family and friends
May there be some beautiful surprise
Waiting for you inside death,
Something you never knew or felt
Which with one simple touch,
Absolves you of all loneliness and loss,
As you quicken within the embrace
For which your soul was eternally made.
May your heart be speechless
At the sight of the truth
Of all belief had hoped,
Your heart breathless
In the light and the lightness
Where each and everything
Is at last its true self'
- John O’Donohue
(Irish Poet)