In my Sunday routine I just picked up the phone to call her...
And then I realized she isn't there any longer.

Petra Batelaan
July 8, 1931 - November 28, 2012

"There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart."
– Ghandi

When somebody you love dies,
you never quite get over it.
You just slowly learn how to go on without them,
by always keeping them tucked safely in your heart.
We're cherishing all precious memories ...
We are so lucky to have them!

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Vaughan Williams ~ The Lark Ascending

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At the rising of the sun and it's going down,
we remember you.
At the blowing of the wind and the chill of the winter
we remember you.
At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring

we remember you.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer

we remember you.
At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn

we remember you.
At the beginning of the year and when it ends

we remember you.
When we are weary and in need of strength

we remember you.
When we are lost and sick of heart

we remember you.
When we have decisions to make that are difficult to take

we remember you.
When we have achievements that are based on yours

we remember you.
As long as we live, you will live, for you are now part of us

as we remember you.

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Robert Keller 13 Nov 2015

I understand that very whell, my dear friend. I lost both of my parents. Hugs from Holland, Robert

Anne Whiteway 17 Mar 2014

Olga, this is touching and very meaningful. I'm so sorry about the loss of your Mom. I miss my mother too, so very much. The prose is very special and memorable.

Cathy Jones 26 Feb 2013

My deepest sympathies for your loss my friend. I know how hard it is- she is at peace. A beautiful tribute to a beautiful lady - Cathy

John Cappello 09 Feb 2013

Fabulous SENTIMENTS Makes me tear! Really Nice work

lillianhibiscus 15 Jan 2013

Sorry for the loss of your beloved mother Olga.