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 This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Patricia Ann Lebranch who was born in Illinois on May 16, 1941 and passed away on November 03, 2004 at the age of 63. We will remember her forever.
 




 IF TEARS COULD BUILD A STAIRWAY, AND MEMORIES A LANE. I'D WALK RIGHT UP TO HEAVEN AND BRING YOU HOME AGAIN




 In Loving Memory God saw you were getting tired, And a cure was not to be, So he put his arms around you, And whispered, "Come to me."
With tearful eyes we watched you, And saw you pass away, Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.




LETTER FROM HEAVEN 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 heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I'm 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 here badly; you're part of my plan. There's so much that 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 day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night. When you think of my 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 would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. 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 unto 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......"My day was not in vain." And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile, knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low, just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're 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 that body to be free, remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.











"Death takes away. That's all there is to it But grief gives back. By experiencing it, we are not simply eroded by pain. Rather, we become more compassionate, more aware, more able to help others, more able to help ourselves.
Grief is powerful. It plunges us into the depths of sorrow and forces us to face the finiteness of life, the mightiness of death, and the meaning of our existence here on earth.
It does more than enable us to change: it demands it. The way we change is up to us. It is possible to be forever bowed by grief. It is possible to be so afraid of one aspect of it that we become frozen in place, stuck in sorrow, riveted in resentment or remorse, unable to move on.
But it is also possible to be enlarged, to find new direction, and to allow the memory of the beloved person who has died to live on within us...not as a monument to misery but as a source of strength, love and inspiration.
By acting on our grief, we can eventually find within ourselves a place of peace and puposefulness. It is my belief that all grievers, no matter how intense their pain, no matter how rough the terrain across which they travel, can eventually find that place within their hearts."




To Those I Love and Those Who Love Me
When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to do and see. You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears, Be happy that we had so many years. I gave you my love, you can only guess- How much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown, But now it's time I travel alone. So grieve awhile that we must part- So bless the memories within your heart. I won't be far away, for life goes on. So, if you need me , call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me- I'll be near and if you listen with your heart, You'll hear all my love around you soft and clear. And then, when you must come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile, and say "Welcome Home"




 I know your life On earth was troubled, And only you could know the pain. You weren't afraid to face the devil You were no stranger to the rain.
Go rest high on that mountain. Son, your work on earth is done Go to Heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son.
Oh, how we cried the day you left us, We gathered 'round your grave to grieve. Wish I could've seen the angels faces When they heard your sweet voice sing.
Go rest high on that mountain, Son, your work on earth is done Go to Heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son.


 The Final Journey
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free, I'm following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard his call, I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day, To laugh, to love, to work, to play. Tasks left undone must stay that way, I've found that peace at the end of the day.
If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My Life's been full, I savoured much, Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief, Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.

 
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