Thursday, December 13, 2007
memorial for mom and dad
Tonight at 7 pm is the memorial service for families who have lost children. They are doing a memorial at the begining for grandma, dad and mom. This is the memorial I have prepared for them
Good Evening. My name is Veronica Scott 17 years ago my father organized the first interfaith memorial service. Some of you may already know the story, but for those who are attending for the first time, I would like to share this. There was a lady my father worked with, who lost her son. She asked my father if he knew of anyplace that held a memorial service for families who have lost children. Dad did a lot of research and couldn’t find any. He decided to organize one. He made all the preparations, and the first service was held the second Thursday in December of 1990. There were about 20 people in attendance. My mom and grandmother baked cookies, made cakes, and took care of all the refreshments. In 2004 dad was diagnosed with cancer. One of dads final wishes was to insure that this service would continue. He passed away Sept. 8 2004. Grandma passed away December 14, 2004 due to complications related to diabetes. Last year, a week before Christmas, mom and I were having one of our many conversations about how we missed dad and grandma. She then told me all she wanted for Christmas was to be reunited with them. Christmas eve I had to call the ambulance for mom, she wasn’t feeling well, and I could tell something was seriously wrong. After spending many hours at the hospital, they decided to admit her. Christmas morning at around 830 my mother received her final Christmas wish. She was welcomed into heaven. She was reunited with my father and her mother. I would like to share a poem with you all tonight
Message From the Bridge. Author Unknown.
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say,
But first of all, to let you know that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from the Rainbow Bridge.
Here I dwell with God above,
Here there are no more tears of sadness; there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight,
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family they'll be here later on.
I need you badly, you are part of My plan,
There's so much we have to do To help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things that He wished for me to do,
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you,
And when you lie in bed at night the days chores put to flight,
God and I are close to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of life on earth and all those loving years,
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears,
But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain,
Remember there could be no flowers, unless there could be some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned,
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth in over,
Now, more than ever before my life to you is closer.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too,
That as you give the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
Then you can say to God at night and "my day was not in vain."
And now I am contented that my life was worth while,
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
Lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.
When you are walking down the street and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go, from your body to be free,
Remember you're not going. You're coming here to me.
Grandma, and dad, I love you and miss you so much. Not a day goes by when I don’t think of you. Mom, I love you and miss you more than words can say when you died, a part of me went with you, I lost not only my parents, but also my best friends.