| Location | Bellshill |
| Age | 57 years |
| Cause of Death | Heart Attack |
| Date of Birth | 16/09/1948 |
| Date of Death | 11/08/2006 |
| Visitors | 1,513 since 07/09/2009 |
| Creator |
My dad was one in a million. He was a hard worker, and a total family man.
Born in Bellshill on 16/09/1948 in his grans home my dad Robert (Bob) Paterson came into the world. He was brought up in the Bellshill/Mossend area with his parents and 2 younger sisters.
He and my mother moved down to England in 1972 with the first 2 members of our family Michelle and John. The other 3 of us (Andy, Mark and me)were born in '74, '79 and then me in '82.
While my mother was expecting me in 1981, my father was diagnosed with diabetes, which he lived a normal life with, although developed some complications with this in later years.
This didn't stop him from having a mad half hour every sunday afternoon with us. We always spent Sundays as a family, and my dad always made it a playful afternoon.
In 1998, my father was diagnosed with MS. At the time, i did not know much about this illness, but it affected my dad in a big way. He had been told that he had MS for at least 15 years previous, and that he had the progreesive stage of the illness and from here on he had to live his life being bound to his wheelchair.
A very proud man, this did not go down too well, but he still struggled on. He never let on when he was in pain, but sometimes you could just tell by his facial expressions, and only hope his pain eased off.
He loved to play the accordion, and he also got me and one of my brother Mark into playing this as well, we even have pictures of his first grandson Anthony with an accordion strapped to him!!!!
He loved his Irish music, including Davey Arthur and the Fureys and good old Foster & Allen.
He was also a sentimental man and always made sure he watched the remembrance sunday parades on the T.V to show his respect. We were hardly allowed to mutter a word while this was on! He always had a tear for the fallen soldiers.
My father sadly passed away on Friday August 11th around 08:10am from a heart attack.
He is sadly missed by all the family, myself, Mark, Andy, our Mum Anne,Uncle Stew, Aunt Pauline and family, Anthony, Nicole, Gemma, Chelsea and Ryan to mention a few.
Rest in peace dad, you are not in pain anymore, and you are with your parents and all of our loved ones who have passed over.
Love and miss you always, and one day we will be reunited again.
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You Will See Them Someday
When you lose someone it can be hard to take
The pain that you feel when your heart has to break
The memories you keep are all in your mind
As you search your soul for more to find
The way their skin felt the smell of their hair
As you keep thinking over and shedding a tear
The years may pass, memories fade to grey
But your getting no younger you'll see them someday
Unconditional love is never forgotten
Look deep in your heart it is there at the bottom
Alone in the dark sometimes in fear
Voices from loved ones your hoping to hear
More years pass, they soon fly by
But your always looked upon from those in the sky
Surrounded by clouds and pure white doves
They listen and watch sending you love
Just remember one thing as you sit and you pray
They will be there to greet you, you will see them someday.
Copyright� Stephan Banks
I remember a time...when I was young, waking up to a tap on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear saying "Hurry or you will miss it." And I would run as fast as my little legs would carry me out to see this magical thing that changed my life forever.
Moments in time come and go and we are the only ones that can choose whether or not to cherish them...but still there are things that will always remain in my mind. I can't change what has happened but I can remember all the memories that I am left with.
Now, while walking down the beach, I find myself gazing up at the sunrise that I have awakened to see and catch myself thinking about my father, and missing him so much that I can't breathe.
Now I know that if there is one thing that my father and I can share while being separated. It is the few simple minutes the sun takes, to come up every morning, to remind me just how much of my father is still in me and that he is always watching.
Copyright Ⓒ 2001 Jamie Holt
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This Basket Of Burdens
Ⓒ Debbie
My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.
This pathway through life
Feels unbearable at times
And I don’t have the strength
For this mountain I climb.
The Basket’s filled with sorrow
Oh, how I miss my love
At first,
It’s impossible to carry,
Where is my help from above?
It’s draining my strength
I can’t do anymore
This pain goes so deep
Right down to my core.
As I carry this Basket
I’ll learn to manage the weight
Each step of the way
Will become easier they say.
But how do they know,
Have they been here before?
If so, where’s their Basket
They’re responsible for?
This Basket of burdens
You can’t see and can’t touch
I carry it inside me
This pain is too much.
Patience is needed to carry
This loss that I feel
A shoulder to lean on
So, someday I will heal.
God sent my family
My friends and spirits unknown
So, I won’t carry this Basket
Forever alone
Someday,
I’ll lay down my Basket
With burdens’ no more
My pain will be gone
When, I cross through that door
Then I’ll know reason
For my Basket of Burdens
How God showed me His grace
When I couldn’t cope with the season
Love and support that He gave
When His presence felt unknown
He was with me each step
When I felt so alone.
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
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Turning Back Time
Where would you go if we could turn back time?
And, just where, in life, would you stop?
Would you relive some moment that's special to you,
Perhaps say something you had forgot?
For me, if I could I'd be surrounded by family
And tell them how I love them so,
I would say all the things that I could have once said;
But was too late when their time came to go.
Oh, yes, I think of the opportunities I've had
To express understanding and compassion.
How sad that those words just never came out,
The one's I could not seem to fashion.
But, is it really too late to say all the things,
That we failed to imply at the time?
Words that were left hanging on the tips of our tongue,
Can now be relayed through our mind.
Repeat, to yourself, all the words that you kept
And transfer them to those whom you wish.
You won't see them, like you could back in time,
But will be heard by those whom you miss.
Ⓒ 2003 Valentyne Lang
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Swim Free Little Dolphin
You are so very much a part of us,
We will cherish & hold you near,
They say everything has a reason,
Even if right now its not that clear.
So when we look deep down within,
We’ll feel your strength inside.
and when we need to know you’re close,
We’ll feel you by our side.
So swim free our little dolphin,
In Heaven’s ocean above,
Swim free our beautiful dolphin,
With all our blessings and love.
(Author Unknown)
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~ Dearest ~
Joan Clifton Costner
Dearest, I still miss you,
Though another year has passed us by,
And I catch glimpses of you
From the corner of my eye.
I turn, on impulse, just to see
Someone I took for you.
There seems no valid purpose in
The things I used to do.
I wonder that the sun can shine
Or that the earth can turn.
I wonder how life goes ahead
When all I do is yearn ...
For one more day, an hour, one touch,
Again, your blue eyes shining!
I realize my life is spent
In hours of earnest pining.
I will always mourn you,
Always miss your precious ways.
Always, I’ll be yearning for
Those dear, sweet, yesterdays.
My heart will never fly, again,
Until your face I see
And, always, you’ll be number one;
Most precious memory.
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~ Remembering You ~
Your time on earth seemed all too brief
because I wanted you in my life forever.
And although I really miss you,
in my heart I know that you are at peace.
Still, countless times throughout the day
I find myself remembering you.
Although I cannot see or hear you,
I know that you are with me.
I'll feel you in the warmth of the summer sun.
I'll see you in the brilliance of autumn leaves.
You'll be beside me in the peacefulness of a gentle snowfall
and rejoice with me at the emergence
of the first flowers of spring.
I'm thankful for the times we shared
and the priceless memories too;
for those memories are a comfort now when I lovingly -
Remember You.
~ AUTHOR UNKNOWN ~
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♥ღ♥ Garden Of Longing ♥ღ♥
I know where the garden of longing is
I've been there many a time
To see your beautiful smiling face
And hold your hand in mine
We walk the paths where flowers bloom
And watch the butterflies
We share some childhood memories
Of yesterday's gone by
Many tears I've cried since you went away
My life has changed so much
Without you here to share with me
Or feel your gentle touch
I miss your smile, your laughter too
I miss those days gone by
I often sit and wonder
About all the reasons why
I guess your blooms were so beautiful
All covered with glistening mist
That God sent the angels down that day
And checked you off his list.
Patricia Powell
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When a good person dies.
Night is coming on.
The last birds fly hurriedly to their nests.
Slowly but surely darkness takes possession of the world.
However, no sooner has darkness fallen,
than the lights begin to come on —
below us, around us, above us,
near us and far away from us —
a candle in a window, a lamp in a cellar,
a beacon in a lighthouse, a star in the sky.
And so we take heart and find our way again.
When a good person dies, darkness descends on us.
We feel lost, bereft, forlorn.
But gradually the lights begin to come on
as we recall the good deeds done by the deceased.
They spring up all over the place.
We are amazed at how much light is generated.
In this strange and beautiful light
we not only find our way,
but find the meaning of life itself.
Anon.
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