Violet Jean Lee

1940 - 1996
LocationBognor Regis
Age55 years
Cause of DeathCancer
Date of Birth21/06/1940
Date of Death06/03/1996
Visitors1,085 since 19/08/2007
Creator

Dedicated to my mum Violet who passed away 6th march 1996 from secondary breast cancers.
She was only 55 years old.
Born 21st june 1940.
Mum was a housewife, mother to 2 boys & 2 girls & when she died grandmother to 7 grandaughters & 1
cherished Grandson. 2 grandaughter's you actually saw come into the world...1st grandchild Amy & 3rd
grandaughter Rebecca.
Kimberley, her 5th grandaughter was born with Angel wings 14/9/90.

My mum was kind, gentle and had a wicked sense of humour!
Always there for us, and others. She is missed very much.
She was the bravest person i know & she battled hard to beat her cancer but...sadly it all got too
much in the end. With her family all around her she slipped away. No more suffering, no more pain.
R.I.P Mum. I love you.
You are now with my sweet baby Angel Kimberley.
Look after Kimberley for me like we discussed & i'll see you again one day.

Mum adored Englebert Humperdink...the song playing is her favourite.
Brought a tear to my eye hearing it again today.

I chose my own song i love for you mum...what else but MAMA I LOVE YOU!?!

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A Rose once grew where all could see,
sheltered beside a garden wall,
And, as the days passed swiftly by,
it spread it's branches straight and tall.

One day, a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide - The rose bent gently
toward's it's warmth, then passed beyond to the other side.


Now, You who deeply feel it's loss,
be comforted - the rose blooms there,
it's beauty even greater now,
nurtured by God's own loving care.

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if roses grow in heaven lord please pick a bunch for me,
place them in my mothers arms and tell her they're from me.

tell her i love her and miss her
and when she turns to smile
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for a while.

because loving her is easy
ill do it every day
but there's an ache ' within my heart
that will never go away.



Mum loved roses...her favourite flower.
though maybe it should of been violets???
for that is her name...

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Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God has laid you see.
I took His hand when I heard him 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 found that peace at the close of day.


If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too will miss.


Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.


Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee
God wanted me now; He set me free.

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R.I.P Mum. XxXxXxXxXxXxX



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She hasn't gone...she's with me.

What is Dying?

A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says 'She is gone'.

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large now as when I last saw her. Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says she is gone there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout 'There she comes!'

That is what dying is. An horizon and just the limit of our sight.

Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further.

Sara Osman (Daughter) October 24, 2007

Rose Poem

The Rose Beyond the Wall
Near a shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light,
Watered and fed by the morning dew,
Shedding it's sweetness day and night.

As it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall
Through which there shone a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength
With never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice's length
And unfolded itself on the other side.

The light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before,
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing it's fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death cause us to grieve
And make our courage faint and fall?
Nay! Let us faith and hope receive--
The rose still grows beyond the wall,
Scattering fragrance far and wide
Just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore

Laura-A-L Borthwick (Friend) October 16, 2007

A 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 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 here so badly, you are part of my plan.
There is so much that we can 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.
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 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 is 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 was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.'

So if you meet somebody who is sad and low;
Just lend a hand to pick them 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 be with me Xxxxxx

Sara Osman (Daughter) October 15, 2007

Hello

Violet, You don't know me but i'm friends with both you lovely Daughter Sara & Granddaughter Sammii, You must have been a wonderful person because they are 2 of the most caring & wonderful Girls that i have the pleasure of meeting. So you influence must have been great for Sara to be the person she is, and she has passed this down to Sammii. I know they miss you loads. Rest in Peace Violet my love to all your family laura xxx

Laura Borthwick (Friend) October 15, 2007

If....

if roses grow in heaven lord please pick a bunch for me,
place them in my mothers arms and tell her they're from me.

tell her i love her and miss her
and when she turns to smile
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for a while.

because loving her is easy
ill do it every day
but there's an ache ' within my heart
that will never go away.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Sara Osman (Daughter) September 8, 2007

A very special lady

Hello, i was passing by and decided to drop in on who i only know as a very special lady!! Your daughter speaks of you oftan and miss's you very much. Watch over her as shes finding it difficult at the moment, sleep well to my friend, you sound like you were a great person & i wish i could have known you!! Love Sue aka Tinkers xxxx

Tinkers (Family Friend) September 7, 2007

mum...

mum show me how to be strong!
i don't know what to do sometimes
& i know i get it wrong!
i struggle as a mum myself & i need a guide.
i wish i could turn to you,
with my arms open wide!
shine over me mum from up above,
show me what to do?
all i want to do is to share my love.
some days are hard to cope & are very tough!
not feeling worthy of life,
& feeling i don't give enough!
tell me how to get things right,
help me to get through?
please guide me with your everlasting light.
mum i'm trying my very best,
is it enough though?
please help me pass this test!
wishing i could talk to you, hold you tight!
remembering the good times,
now just a memory & out of sight.
when you look upon me from way up above...
what do you see mum?
can you see how much your loved?
i wonder if your proud of me?
do you approve?
to be like you is all i ever wanted to be!
but your unique mum, the only one ever!
but if i try i might come close,
as i am your first daughter, your treasure!
mum...i've learned to get along without you & how i miss,
the happy times we spent together,
i'm sending you the biggest kiss!!!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Sara Osman (Daughter) August 26, 2007

In memory...

When you remember me, it means that you
have carried something of who I am with you,
that I have left some mark on who I am on who you are.
It means that you can summon me back to your mind
even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
It means that if we meet again, you will know me,
and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.

Sara Osman (Daughter) August 26, 2007

A poem for mum...

A gentle wind blew cross the land
Reaching out to take a hand
For on the winds the angels came
Calling out a mother's name.

Left behind, the children's tears
Loving memories of the years
Of joy and love, a life well spent
And now to God a mother's sent.

On angel's wings, a heavenly flight
The journey home, towards the light
To those who weep, a life is gone
But in God's love, 'tis but the dawn

Sara Osman (Daughter) August 19, 2007

R.I.P. Mum. xxx

REST IN PEACE MUM... U MAY BE GONE BUT U'LL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN!
God looked around His garden And found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you And lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful He always takes the best.
He saw the road was getting rough And the hills were hard to climb, So He closed your weary eyelids And whispered 'Peace be thine'.
It broke our hearts to lose you But you didn’t go alone, For part of us went with you The day God called you home.

Sara Osman (Daughter) August 19, 2007
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