A candle was lit by Rosary Cenacle Friends
on September 26, 2016 12:58 PM
Message from Sharon Woodrow
September 25, 2016 9:47 AM
Dear Tim and Pressley family,
My heart is heavy for the loss our family has suffered this year. May God be with you through another passing of a dear family member. I will always remember Dorothy's laugh and the joy in her eyes when we would get to reunite after long periods of family separation. I can only wish for her a peaceful end to long years of bravely dealing with an horrible disease. I'm sorry that due to my job obligations I cannot be with you during this difficult time as you came to our side through the loss of mom. Please know that my heart is with you. I send my love.
Sharon
A candle was lit by Sharon and Wayne Woodrow
on September 25, 2016 9:36 AM
Message from Mary Boynton
September 22, 2016 7:28 PM
This was sent to me from one of my friends when Wendi died. Every once and awhile, I get this out and it comforts me.
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 sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain…
When you awaken in the morning 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.
-Jane Ormes
I hope this poem will give you peace.
Family please take comfort knowing that she is with our Lord. Surrounded in his love, feeling no pain and rejoicing with Mom, Dad and our two brothers.
A candle was lit by Renae Messer
on September 22, 2016 7:23 PM
Message from Renae Messer
September 22, 2016 7:21 PM
Our condolences to our extended family members. May you find comfort that Dorothy is in her Heavenly mansion, and she is surrounded by loved ones that have gone before her.
Messer & Bennett Families
Message from Mary Boynton
September 22, 2016 7:07 PM
This was sent to me from one of my friends when Wendi died. Every once and awhile, I get this out and it comforts me.
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 sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain…
When you awaken in the morning 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.
-Jane Ormes
Message from Mary Boynton
September 22, 2016 7:07 PM
This was sent to me from one of my friends when Wendi died. Every once and awhile, I get this out and it comforts me.
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 sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain…
When you awaken in the morning 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.
-Jane Ormes
A candle was lit by Mary Boynton
on September 22, 2016 6:06 PM