| Location | Stretford Manchester |
| Age | 13 years |
| Date of Birth | 02/02/1976 |
| Date of Death | 15/10/1989 |
| Visitors | 1,516 since 19/01/2009 |
| Creator |
Jack was my mum and dads dog, and was my first dog as a child, he was a character, Dad got him of
his friend when he was only a pup, we were told he was a jack russell but he grew a lot bigger than
a jack russell, turned out he was a x breed jack russell and a terrier,
Jack loved to go for a swim, and i remember when we used to go for walks if you went near the canal
keep him on the lead, other wise he would jump in,
he was allowed in the sale or chorlton water park for a swim, but the canal was filthy, so he would
come out stinking if he got chance to jump in lol,
then shake all the water of himself, so many memories.
we went on loads of holidays as well, espically where there was water-and the sea.
he was always trying to dig holes in the grass, or on the beach,
or would bury bones in the garden, at home or hide them round the house.
Jack also used to tip his dog bowl up and the biscuits would go all over the floor.
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Never forget you Jack xxxxxx
Mums there with you now
hope you are both ok
Miss u always and will never for get you
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
R.I.P xxxx
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Summerlands
Just the other side of death's curtain are the Summerlands. All the pets who have died go through this curtain and though they can still watch us, we can't see them. Sometimes the curtain is thin in places and we catch a glimpse of our lost companion waiting on the other side. Sometimes the curtain twitches as they look through at us and we can feel them or feel a sudden draft as the curtain falls back into place. The Summerlands exist in the long, lazy late afternoons of an eternal golden summer of remembered childhood; the time when everything seems most alive and sweetest smelling. Our animals are young again and turned to perfect health. There is always space and time to play and love, places to be with others and places to be alone together. When our time comes, the curtain is lifted from our eyes and we can see the Summerlands ourselves. Waiting there for us are the animals and people we loved in life and we can see them clearly at last. The time has come for us to move away from the curtain and renew these interrupted friendships. Sometimes we can't help but take a peek through the curtain just to see how our own loved ones are doing before they come to join us.
Author Unknown
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Rainbows appear only on dreary, rainy days.
They beautify the world for a few brief moments.
These moments, however, can be spectacular.
YOU were our brief rainbow.
You entered our life
And stayed but a short while.
Nonetheless, the memories of those moments
When you blessed us with laughter and delight,
Joy and smiles,
Charm and beauty,
Gaiety and silliness,
Sunlight and moonbeams,
Giggles and love (ad infinitum)...
Made the deluge,
The tears of pain and anger,
Helplessness and fear,
Insanity and agony,
Sadness and heartbreak,
Emptiness and loneliness
Bearable
Rainbows, however brief,
Make the world a brighter, lovelier place.
How grateful we are that we had you,
Our brief rainbow.
(Peggy Kociscin)
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♥ Peace My Heart ♥
♥ Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
♥ Let it not be a death but completeness.
♥ Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
♥ Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
♥ Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
♥ Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
♥ I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light your way.
♥ Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher ♥
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Love you Jack xxxx
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Thinking of you Jack. xxxxx
I Thought of You Today.
I woke early this morning, lifted the shade
to a sky overcast and gray.
No ray of sun to brighten my heart,
and I thought of you today.
The breezes of summer are no more
and have moved along on their way.
The crisp air of autumn has settled in,
and I thought of you today.
The crunch of the leaves under my feet,
I remembered how you loved to play,
chasing the leaves across the yard,
and I thought of you today.
As the daylight faded into dusk
and the shadows came to play,
I lit a candle and watched the flame dance,
and I thought of you today.
I crawled into bed, turned out the lamp
and glanced where you used to lay.
The tears came again, as they always do,
as I thought of you today.
(Author Unknown)
saturday14,11.09 tribute with love
Ascension
And if I go,
while you're still here...
Know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure
--behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
--both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest.
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart,
...I will be there.
�1987 by Colleen Corah Hitchcock
sent with love from Halina and her Angels xxhave a nice weekend precious angel xx14.11.09
sunday tribute with love 15 .11.09
I know I am still with you
in your prayers, your thoughts, your heart
And though you cannot see me,
I will always be a part
of life's sweet celebrations
in those times when you reflect
on how, though things are different,
through our love, we still connect.
We'll see each other someday
when our spirits all are free,
until then, I am with you
because you remember me.
UNKNOWN 16.11.09 monday
sent with love from halina xxx
We'll Never Say Goodbye
I cannot see you with my eyes
Or hear you with my ears.
But thoughts of you are with me still
And often dry my tears.
You whisper in the rustling leaves
That linger in the fall;
And in the gentle evening breeze,
I’m sure I hear you call.
A part of you remains with me
That none can take away.
It gives me strength to carry on
At dawning of new day.
I think of happy times we shared
And then I softly sigh.
But this I know -- we’ll meet again
And never say goodbye
tuesday.17th .11.09
an angel whisper in your ear?
their voices are soft and comforting
letting you know you have nothing to fear...
If you listen very carefully
you might just hear their sweet voice
whispering to you of gods perfect love
and all things that make you rejoice...
They do their very best
to always watch over you
to keep you safe and happy
in everything you do...
So next time you feel lonely
kind of scared or feeling blue
just whisper to your angel
and listen...for they will whisper back to you...
sent with love from halina xxxxxxx have a nice weekend xx
~ Snow ~
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The snow arrived unannounced.
It overwhelmed everything.
Changed the landscape so it was unrecognisable.
No one was prepared.
My grief feels like that snowstorm.
I feel changed, weighed down by the burden.
Trying to negotiate the new environment around me.
Not knowing where I am going.
Looking for familiar landmarks.
I feel cold and miserable and ill equipped in this new place unvisited before.
But I know in time the snow will melt and return the landscape to some semblance of normality.
And I know in time my grief will diminish and I will find my way forward again, back to a world that I recognise, changed, but familiar.
Spring does always come after winter and hope will return.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
SENT WITH LOVE BY HALINA.GODBLESSS BEAUTIFUL PRECIOUS ANGEL,LOVE HALINA XXXXX9TH NOV 09
My long lost angel, why did you go?
There's no answer, I may never know.
Smiling so bright, like white shiny gold.
Then you were laying there still and cold.
"God, please give her back, I need her here.
I will die here without her, I fear.
There's an emptiness deep in my soul.
With her gone, I'll never be whole."
This aching pain is so much to bear.
When I wake up and you are not there.
You were with me for just a short while.
I'll never forget your sweet little smile.
You staying here wasn't meant to be.
God needed an angel and gave you wings.
You'll always have a place in my heart.
When my time comes, we won't be apart.
My world is dark, no sun and no moon.
Wait for me angel, I'll be with you soon.
Briana Hall
can’t comprehend just how sad you must feel
For the loss of someone you love.
This sorrowful time must still feel unreal
And you’re looking for strength from above.
I hope, from my heart, that your pain will decrease,
That your spirit will gain strength again,
And I pray that your faith will create inner peace
And that God will send blessings–Amen.
Till then, if you need me to lighten your load,
I’m waiting to come to your aid.
Just call on me, and I’ll walk down that road,
Until the dark times start to fall
By Karl Fuchs
GODBLESS SPECIAL FRIEND,HAVE A NICE WEEK.THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR CONTINUAL SUPPORT.LOVE AND HUGS ALWAYS,YOU AND YOUR ANGEL ARE ALWAYS IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS 9TH NOV 09
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
� 2004
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