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2007 - 2009
LocationHalifax
Age2 years
Date of Birth27/06/2007
Date of Death05/11/2009
Visitors399 since 06/11/2009
Creator

taken away from this mortal land too soon
she came she lived to be murdered by poison
she escaped to go an holiday and sadly went to a bridge too far the next doors loft and was poisoned in the most cruel and viscous way sadly missed by all especially Lucy from lady land good night god bless xxxxxxxxxx

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*~*~* ALWAYS AND FOREVER *~*~*

I Will Remember You

When first we met,
You were so tiny and so lonely,
But not for long . . .
You gave your little life to me;
And what a life it was!
When you were gone,
I felt so tiny and so lonely,
Until I realized that separation was but a dream:
Beyond expression is my love for you;
Words fail me;
For in my mind all memories are alive,
And in my heart your image is deeply etched;
And for as long as I'm aware of myself
I will remember you . . .

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Joanne Stella'S Mam

February 2, 2010

*~*~* HOW VERY TRUE *~*~*

THE GIFT OF LIFE.

I didn't give you the gift of life
but in my heart i know.
The love i feel is deep and real
as if it had been so.

For us to have each other
is like a dream come true.
No i didn't give you
the gift of life.
Life gave me the
gift of you.

Author Unknown.

Joanne Stella'S Mam

February 2, 2010

*~*~* ALWAYS IN MY HEART *~*~*

"Not flesh of my flesh, Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart - but in it"

~Fleur Conkling Heylinger~

Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 22, 2010

We feel so sad when those we love
Are called to live in the home above,
But why should we grieve when they say good-bye
And go to live in a cloudless sky?
For they have but gone to prepare the way,
And we'll meet them again some happy day,
For God has told us that nothing can sever
A life He created to live forever.
So let God's promise soften our sorrow
And give us new strength for a brighter tomorrow.

Helen Steiner Rice

Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 14, 2010

What is a Pet

A pet is such a special friend,
A friend in many ways.
Sharing love and companionship,
Just looking for your praise.

The clever things they often do
Bring a smile to your face;
And so to them I dedicate,
This small but special place...

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Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 10, 2010

Prayer for pets

Lord Almighty God, this animal brought sunshine to us and was a vital part of our lives.

Her passing has created a void in our hearts that cannot be filled.

We do not question the will of God, but ask Him to be merciful in our loss.

Amen.

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Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 10, 2010

Listen With Your Heart

Author: Mattie Brainard


Listen With Your Heart
Memories are like treasures
time cannot take away.
So may we be surrounded
by happy ones today.
May all the love and tenderness
of golden days and years well spent
Come back today to fill our hearts
with beauty and content.
And may we walk down memory lane
and meet the ones we love,
For while we cannot see them,
they'll be watching from above....
So, for their sakes, be happy
and show them that their love
Has proven strong enough and big enough
to reach down from above.

Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 2, 2010

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
by Clement Clarke Moore
or Henry Livingston

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."

Joanne Stella'S Mam

December 24, 2009


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My xmas wish

Its almost time for xmas trees
and pretty coloured lights
its almost time for voices
singing carols in the night
little children's faces
lighting up with glee
stirring up the memories
of folk like you and me
our thoughts return to days gone by
and loved ones near and far
we'll mourn the loss of those we loved
for that's the way we are
we try to smile and play the games
to help the day go right
but often we will shed a tear
in our beds at night
let us pray for the year ahead
may your heartache cease
and as the new year comes around
may you live in peace,


GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Barbara Jeanette Collins

Joanne Stella'S Mam

December 13, 2009

Christmas at Rainbow Bridge

by Terri Onorato

As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve, a tremendous celebration begins. If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes but once a year. Puppies romp through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as kittens, cats, tigers and lions purr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air. The babbling brook that runs beneath Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of this most joyous event. Nestled in the midst of this happy choir of Bridgekids are the littlest angel tots staring in awe at the majestic Christmas tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent, twinkling stars seesaw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic limbs of Heaven's most perfect Christmas tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their arms.

Like magic the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridgekid stops and listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle. The roar of purrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent. Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while babies coo in tranquil unison.

Amidst the warm glow of candle light which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Bridge Keeper envelop the heavens and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all…unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus. As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished. It is at this very moment on Christmas Eve that the Bridge Keeper, His children, angels and Bridgekids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love.

Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angel whisper softly into our ear their Christmas message..."Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is eternal as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the path to the heavens and Rainbow Bridge. I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you."

Joanne Stella'S Mam

December 8, 2009
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