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Write something to be read at the funeral
A late night draft:
Grandad Bob, there's are pressure who leave an imprint in your life in ways you recognise, and many you don't. I'll never say a bad word to anyone I'm never angry with anyone I'm never frustrated with anyone I see everyone as a friend I always have a smile for everyone
I'm continuing the Beswick tradition of bad jokes!
Thankfully grandad, your, and everyone around I think for who I am today I can't speak to you anymore, but you live one though me in all the ways I see the world today
Adapt grandad Hodgetts poem?
Message for flowers card
Distilled from AI
You left a mark on me that will last forever. Because of you, I approach the world with patience and friendship (and plenty of bad jokes, in true Beswick fashion). I can’t talk to you anymore, but I carry you with me every day.
My revision
You left a mark on us that will last forever. Because of you, I approach the world with patience and friendship (and plenty of bad jokes). Though you are not here, I carry you with me every day.
Love always Bobbie and Erin xx
My reading during the service
Taken from Claybourne Care Home memorial Claybourne memorial.pdf.
Whispering Hope by Septimus Winner
Soft as the voice of an angel, Breathing a lesson unheard, Hope with a gentle persuasion, Whispers her comforting word.
Wait till the darkness is over, Wait till the tempest is done, Hope, for the sunshine tomorrow, After the shower is gone.
Then when the night is upon us, Why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over, Watch for the breaking of day.