| Location | Easterhouse, Glasgow |
| Age | 43 years |
| Date of Birth | 2/1963 |
| Date of Death | 3/2006 |
| Visitors | 1,670 since 07/09/2007 |
| Creator |
Hi am Donnamarie and have dedicated this page on Behalf of My Family for the loss of my Mum xx
Well Mum was a really goood mum to me and my little brother Scott, She lived for us and my Nana. Sadly on Sunday 26th March 06 (mothersday) we recieved a phone call to be told Rose my mum was dead.
We have million of unanswered question in to how my Mum died as we believe she was killed but the place where she was killed and there local police officers basically dont give a damn as mum being from a large family with more boys than them, her name was known to local police not for her being a bad person or anything like that, just we stayed in the family home with our Nana.
I dont understand how my mum was ment to be at her friends home, people she had known for years and suddenly she's dead. My lovely mum was left with bruises on her face broken arms to which we found out for ourselfs as when mums body was brought home we couldnt place her rosary beads on her hands as her arms were broke and know one told us.
I ask myself over and over again to "why kill my mum", the people who did it know but they live there lifes as if nothings happened, and me and my brother Scott have to live ours without her, but not without memories.
RIP MUM, AND TO ALL OUR LOVED ONES ABOVE, UNTIL WERE UNITED IN HEAVEN god bless xxxxxxx
r i p sis cant forget you you helped me when i was heeding sone i no that sis off yours lis cant stand her hopr your looking after mum fof me i miss her and wsny her bsck xxx
Aunty rose
Rose was my aunt, I haven't seen her in about 15 years as I lost all contact with the family.
Any family members please get in contact with me, I'm John Stillie's son Liam (known as Billy now).
I can't remember much about my aunty rose but i can remember how she always spent loads of time with us when i was at her house.
So sad to hear your gone... love you x
Billy - billy.nicola.journal.social@hotmail.co.uk
DO YOU FEEL THE NEED TO TALK
Do you ever sit in an empty room
do you appreciate an open bloom
do you smell it's sweet perfume
Do you feel the need to 'talk out loud'
but theres no one there to hear
do you hear a voice call out your name
so close up to your ear
Have you ever felt a sudden chill pas by
and the hair on your neck stands up
have you gone to pour a cup of tea
but someone's moved your cup
Do you believe in angels
do they make you smile
have you felt one on each shoulder
as you walk that long wiery mile
Do you know that all these things
are messages to you
do you believe that they exist
i'll tell you.....YES THEY DO
with love theresa xxx
Footprints In The Sand x
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:
"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."
The LORD replied:
"My child, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."
with lots of love god bless love theresa xxx
"Give Me Peace" By Lea Dyer Snow
Lord, in this hour I need you, more than words could ever tell.
I feel as if I'm stranded on shores between heaven and hell...
I know you haven't left me, yet my heart feels void of hope.
I feel as if I'm hanging on an old and thread worn rope...
I feel as if my hearts been torn from the breast from which it came.
And sunshine will no longer fill my life, only clouds of darkness and rain...
I know this will pass,
and you will be there to give me comfort and strength and hope.
But until then I can't help the feeling that I'm down to that last thread of rope...
If it breaks, you'll be there to catch me, and raise me back to my feet...
But for now my world is in turmoil, and the essence of life is not sweet...
Give me power to overcome my oppression, and let sunshine back on my face.
Let your spirit overwhelm my cold dark heart,
and let me bask in your warmth giving grace...
Give rest to my tempest of yearning, and faith to my sore lacking soul.
Let me again laugh with my family. Rescue me from this pit in Sheol.
With praise I do worship your blessings, with humility, I ask my release.
From this den of despair I ask mercy...show favour on me...give me peace.
love theresa xxx
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