tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78339756318983692762024-03-13T08:04:18.453-07:00Councell's Rainbow BridgeA Loving Memorial to those who have gone before us.Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195171460460177581noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833975631898369276.post-39630431460654491302008-09-11T22:46:00.000-07:002008-09-11T23:40:43.819-07:00Farewell Friend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QrxokXRB1PlDtnbY3j4t_xPLPCIOyWLfxU5JxGTvIONyA2bchUQeyyVTmbaBKNsJlKBHwvTVTMwO5079MXzObZLyztuuwFxFVfpcQhgzgPUPtwoIJzf9JdFXxIrd3mbp-nK1j5KX9c8/s1600-h/A+rose+and+a+flag+9-11-08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245018944577037586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0QrxokXRB1PlDtnbY3j4t_xPLPCIOyWLfxU5JxGTvIONyA2bchUQeyyVTmbaBKNsJlKBHwvTVTMwO5079MXzObZLyztuuwFxFVfpcQhgzgPUPtwoIJzf9JdFXxIrd3mbp-nK1j5KX9c8/s320/A+rose+and+a+flag+9-11-08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8b3nlvcVPsF7egUFrhbUq6kLg3NI7Q7t-KX-emCzzWWF170F1avh-fRNPpc_olgJ3_B6bvllBcCujCwIFiuk7cOtOTJPZhix64cIblW1RfZGQQBcEIQqSch96dhrfG7sG5Re3HS1zWWo/s1600-h/A+rose+and+a+flag+9-11-08.jpg"></a><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Another 9/11 comes and goes. </span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Hearts still grieve, ripped apart forever. </span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Memories of the fall of the towers, the Pentagon and Flight 93</span> (<a href="http://tinyurl.com/2q86r">http://tinyurl.com/2q86r</a>) <span style="color:#ff0000;">will never fade. Lives were lost or changed forever.</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">God bless the helpless victims and the fallen rescuers.</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">A small sorrow distracts; a great one makes us collected. ~Richter</span></span></strong></em></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"></span></em></strong></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;">Farewell Friend, yet not farewell.</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;">Where I go, ye too, shall dwell.</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;">I am gone, before your face, a moments time a little space.</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;">When ye have gone where I have stepped, ye will wonder, why ye wept.</span></strong></em><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Conan,</em></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Your memory lives on. Today we put your ashes, collar, paw print, pictures and the last little bit of bone you chewed on on the entry table as a little memorial. </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>We both still love you so much and grieve for your passing. You will never be forgotten as long as we both live. </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><em>Love you still Mom and Dad.</em></span> </div><div></div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195171460460177581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833975631898369276.post-25364835830415794272007-09-11T21:34:00.000-07:002007-09-11T22:16:08.835-07:006 Years Ago Today.<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXUXeOWWXSinWbS-3NXQ6-s1pppWOCl5kO6qWgObH2bV7GLpd8ynaajG2sJusuctcDA8lo5YrOynuknZ0XicJJZs7cIisB2TmnSF03hc2lh8XeQRo-mxmnVNtZe01Lr93OCMHW2cI7cg/s1600-h/Candle.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109177488359594962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXUXeOWWXSinWbS-3NXQ6-s1pppWOCl5kO6qWgObH2bV7GLpd8ynaajG2sJusuctcDA8lo5YrOynuknZ0XicJJZs7cIisB2TmnSF03hc2lh8XeQRo-mxmnVNtZe01Lr93OCMHW2cI7cg/s320/Candle.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcYTUk_totYHLqIjQNe5YQVQL5ew1A9Uy2fItaeER5ql9hHztT48M5Hcf0OzMjHaxindcnv15RdJzar5CXRXHWdrxo01VZPOhrSvC13fQK9weK5oqARKp-VikR5YLm4j0x1dBaCg0riI/s1600-h/Ribbon+2.gif"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">To all the heroes that gave their lives for the safety of others we honor you today.</span></em></strong></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109180460476963826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwkrB5Z_q8D3QV6nlr1a1Rq2rnIkgQ0qkpbULlncrgAZlaX2paVkS3eZdSfxKWyw83Ii4XU0ZxL2Zk2LnisKhPXyPCm51dac7O-KhyqSBvbYFwEZe3oXYMissXV2DrsCPkwThAzkRib6k/s400/Ribbon+2.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>Conan, </strong></em></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>You were my best dog friend, my heart dog, my canine soulmate. The girls just have not been able to live up to your memory. Daddy and I spent a few minutes crying for you. The memories of the good times will never go away though. Wait for us by the Raindow Bridge. Tell Jackie and the others "Hi" and that we miss them too. Take good care of the cops and firefighters that died in 9-11. </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>With all our love and remembrance, Mom and Dad.</strong></em></span></div></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195171460460177581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833975631898369276.post-36911690314283253292007-09-07T21:21:00.000-07:002007-09-07T21:33:11.451-07:00In Memory of Jackie<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>Jackie- November 02, 2001<br />This is for Jackie, our beloved black cat who was with us for about 15 years. He had been getting old, but after his old dog buddy, Conan, died on Sept. 11, 2001, he went rapidly downhill. He left us on November 2nd, to join Conan, too soon, just too soon. He was special to my daughter, Heather, helping her through her troubling teen years and when she grew up and left he then became my special friend too. He always had a spot in his heart for Heather though and was always glad to see her. </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>"Memory, all alone in the moonlight, I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was, Let the memory, live again Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise, I must think of a new life, And I mustn't give in. When the dawn comes tonight will be a </em></strong></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>memory too, </em></strong></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>And a new day, will begin." </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>from "Cats"</em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong><em>We miss you very much Love, Mom and Heather</em></strong></span> </div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195171460460177581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7833975631898369276.post-70861159310506557332007-08-18T12:50:00.001-07:002007-09-07T21:31:18.796-07:00In Memorium of Conan<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong><em>Dear Lord, </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong><em>please open your gates<br />and call St. Francis<br />to come escort this beloved companion<br />across the Rainbow Bridge.<br /><br />Assign him to a place of honor,<br />for he has been a faithful servant<br />and has always done his best to please me.<br /><br />Bless the hands that send him to you,<br />for they are doing so in love and compassion, </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong><em>freeing him from pain and suffering.<br /><br />Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.<br />Help me remember the details of his life </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong><em>with the love he has shown me.<br />And grant me the courage to honor him<br />by sharing those memories with others.<br /><br />Let him remember me as well<br />and let him know that I will always love him.<br />And when it's my time to pass over into your paradise,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"><strong><em>please allow him to accompany those who will bring me home.<br /><br />Thank you, Lord,<br />for the gift of his companionship<br />and for the time we've had together.<br /><br />And thank you, Lord,<br />for granting me the strength<br />to give him to you now.</em></strong></span></div><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/78/3724/1600/Conan.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/78/3724/320/Conan.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"><strong><em>Conan </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"><strong><em>In Memorium </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc6600;"><strong><em>2/3/1989 to 9/11/2001</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">February 03, 1989 - September 11, 2001<br />Conan was, as our vet described him, a gentle giant. A doberman,rotweiller,german shepard mix, you'd think he'd be tough but his heart was as big as he was. He raised kids, kittens, baby rabbits, and puppies all with great care. Conan was diagnosed about 6 weeks before his death with a hemangiosarcoma at the "Emergency Vets" in Aurora, CO. They were able to stabilize him and give us just a little more time to love him. On the morning of September 11th, 2001, in the midst of our country's terror he lost his will to go on any further. Our vet came over that afternoon and fighting back tears himself (he'd cared for Conan since we brought him home 12 years ago)released Conan from his suffering as he crossed the bridge in my husband's and my arms. Several years ago I came across this site and I told him all about how beautiful it was and how someday we would meet there. I also couldn't help but wonder if God called him yesterday because his gentle love was needed to comfort all those who suddenly lost their lives. His daddy is a Sheriff's sergeant so I can imagine him looking for the police officers and firefighters with special care. Conan all your family and friends love you, miss you and will never forget you. Mom and Dad. On November 2nd, 2001 Conan's cat buddy, Jackie, joined him beyond the Rainbow Bridge. Now they are there together. September 11, 2007. Six years ago today. You still fill our hearts, with joy at your memory, and sorrow at our parting. Wait for us bud.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div>Trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16195171460460177581noreply@blogger.com0