Regina Ritter-Glover, 49, passed away, November 14, 2012 at Tampa General Hospital of respiratory failure.
Born October 4, 1963 in Lakeland, Mrs. Glover was a longtime resident of Tampa, moving from Lakeland.
She is survived by her daughter: Mandy Cotney (Carlo) of Fort Meade; her parents: Roy & Patricia Ritter of Lakeland; bro-ther: Robert Ritter (Rebecca) of, Lakeland; two sisters: Julie Fernandez (Chris) of Riverview & Alicia Milling (David) of Auburndale; two grandchildren: Jonathan & Payton Cotney of Fort Meade; loving companion: Joe Myers of Tampa.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, December 1, 2012, at 11:00 AM at Whidden-McLean Funeral Home, Bartow. Condolences to family at
www.whiddenmcleanfuneralhome.com
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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.
Born October 4, 1963 in Lakeland, Mrs. Glover was a longtime resident of Tampa, moving from Lakeland.
She is survived by her daughter: Mandy Cotney (Carlo) of Fort Meade; her parents: Roy & Patricia Ritter of Lakeland; bro-ther: Robert Ritter (Rebecca) of, Lakeland; two sisters: Julie Fernandez (Chris) of Riverview & Alicia Milling (David) of Auburndale; two grandchildren: Jonathan & Payton Cotney of Fort Meade; loving companion: Joe Myers of Tampa.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, December 1, 2012, at 11:00 AM at Whidden-McLean Funeral Home, Bartow. Condolences to family at
www.whiddenmcleanfuneralhome.com
***********
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.
Regina Ritter-Glover, 49, passed away, November 14, 2012 at Tampa General Hospital of respiratory failure.
Born October 4, 1963 in Lakeland, Mrs. Glover was a longtime resident of Tampa, moving from Lakeland.
She is survived by her daughter: Mandy Cotney (Carlo) of Fort Meade; her parents: Roy & Patricia Ritter of Lakeland; bro-ther: Robert Ritter (Rebecca) of, Lakeland; two sisters: Julie Fernandez (Chris) of Riverview & Alicia Milling (David) of Auburndale; two grandchildren: Jonathan & Payton Cotney of Fort Meade; loving companion: Joe Myers of Tampa.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, December 1, 2012, at 11:00 AM at Whidden-McLean Funeral Home, Bartow. Condolences to family at
www.whiddenmcleanfuneralhome.com
***********
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.
Born October 4, 1963 in Lakeland, Mrs. Glover was a longtime resident of Tampa, moving from Lakeland.
She is survived by her daughter: Mandy Cotney (Carlo) of Fort Meade; her parents: Roy & Patricia Ritter of Lakeland; bro-ther: Robert Ritter (Rebecca) of, Lakeland; two sisters: Julie Fernandez (Chris) of Riverview & Alicia Milling (David) of Auburndale; two grandchildren: Jonathan & Payton Cotney of Fort Meade; loving companion: Joe Myers of Tampa.
Memorial services will be held Saturday, December 1, 2012, at 11:00 AM at Whidden-McLean Funeral Home, Bartow. Condolences to family at
www.whiddenmcleanfuneralhome.com
***********
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.
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