Petra Batelaan
July 8, 1931 - November 28, 2012
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!
PHOTOS AND WRITTEN
CONTENT
ARE PROPERTY OF OLGA VAN
DIJK/OLGarts
STUDIO
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, RobertAnne 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 - CathyJohn Cappello 09 Feb 2013
Fabulous SENTIMENTS Makes me tear! Really Nice worklillianhibiscus 15 Jan 2013
Sorry for the loss of your beloved mother Olga.