It is ~ now ~ our generation’s turn to keep the Yanchak Galaxy shining brightly…..
You have left us with so many happy memories that help to lift our hearts at this sad time. We recall with great joy the times that we shared with you – as we celebrated life at special family events -
You were always so full of life and laughter -as you lifted our spirits and we were delighted when you came for a visit – for a simple meal – a Sunday dinner -a hamburger – for so many happy occasions – we always enjoyed celebrating family events with you – Our Christmas luncheons, Our Family Reunions – family birthdays – baby showers and anniversaries. Lawrence had fun too! Remember when we wanted to do something special for your birthday – and you wanted hot dogs!
Remember the time you came to the door with a vase of pink silk roses – a gift to me for having invited you for a fish dinner – I still have those roses -
Remember the time I surprised you and Aunt Mary – Helen had brought Aunt Mary over for a visit and neither of you knew that the other would be there- We had such fun and I learned so much family history that day – A treasured memory.
You were always so generous – sharing life and laughter with us – You made us feel so special and we always enjoyed the times we spent together -
But my ‘claim to fame’ has always been the fact that I was your Flower Girl – that was such an honor for an 8-year-old girl. I remember that summer – after your Wedding – I had great fun dressing up in my Flower Girl Dress -
Thank you for these happy memories that I shall treasure in my heart forever -
Ed and I love you – Michael and Stacey – Kara and Ray and Eric and Tara love you too
Rest now – no more pain – no more suffering. We will miss you – but we know that you and Uncle T.J. will have so much to talk about and visiting with your mom and dad, all of your brothers and sisters will be quite a Reunion -
So long for now – Until we meet again – Remember – we love you -
I love you, Aunt Margie – Patricia – Patsy – and Ed too –
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 sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
I live within the hearts of each of you
So remember me and those fond memories too.