She was actually cremated and her ashes have been spread at her home in Melissa, Texas,where she can be watched over for us by her best friend Julie. I just felt the best place to list her resting place would be with her parents. She spent the last seven years of her life totally devoted to the care and well being of her parents. The last six weeks of his life never leaving her father's side. The final tole of the constant strain was just to much for her to recover from she slipped away from us two months after laying him to rest. She leaves behind not only myself, but my children, Jessie and David Vail, and Rowdy Butler. Her son, Donnie Tucker, and his sons Jesse David & Gavin. Her lost son Edwin Crook is somewhere, maybe someday they will find each other again. She finally gets to see her beautiful baby girl Peggy Marie. She was my mother, mentor, and best friend and I will miss her every moment.
Death is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; Nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon of St. Pauls Cathedral
Walking With Nana
I like to walk with Nana
Her steps are short like mine -
She doesn't say 'Now hurry up,'
She always takes her time -
I like to walk with Nana
Her eyes and mine
see things alike -
A funny cloud,
Wee pebbles bright.
Most people have to hurry
They do not stop to see -
That God made Nana,
Unrushed and young like me.
Death is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; Nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon of St. Pauls Cathedral
Walking With Nana
I like to walk with Nana
Her steps are short like mine -
She doesn't say 'Now hurry up,'
She always takes her time -
I like to walk with Nana
Her eyes and mine
see things alike -
A funny cloud,
Wee pebbles bright.
Most people have to hurry
They do not stop to see -
That God made Nana,
Unrushed and young like me.
She was actually cremated and her ashes have been spread at her home in Melissa, Texas,where she can be watched over for us by her best friend Julie. I just felt the best place to list her resting place would be with her parents. She spent the last seven years of her life totally devoted to the care and well being of her parents. The last six weeks of his life never leaving her father's side. The final tole of the constant strain was just to much for her to recover from she slipped away from us two months after laying him to rest. She leaves behind not only myself, but my children, Jessie and David Vail, and Rowdy Butler. Her son, Donnie Tucker, and his sons Jesse David & Gavin. Her lost son Edwin Crook is somewhere, maybe someday they will find each other again. She finally gets to see her beautiful baby girl Peggy Marie. She was my mother, mentor, and best friend and I will miss her every moment.
Death is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; Nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon of St. Pauls Cathedral
Walking With Nana
I like to walk with Nana
Her steps are short like mine -
She doesn't say 'Now hurry up,'
She always takes her time -
I like to walk with Nana
Her eyes and mine
see things alike -
A funny cloud,
Wee pebbles bright.
Most people have to hurry
They do not stop to see -
That God made Nana,
Unrushed and young like me.
Death is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is past; Nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon of St. Pauls Cathedral
Walking With Nana
I like to walk with Nana
Her steps are short like mine -
She doesn't say 'Now hurry up,'
She always takes her time -
I like to walk with Nana
Her eyes and mine
see things alike -
A funny cloud,
Wee pebbles bright.
Most people have to hurry
They do not stop to see -
That God made Nana,
Unrushed and young like me.
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