Wherever a Beautiful Soul has been, there is a trail of Beautiful Memories.
Our beloved mother. From humble beginnings of honest, hardworking farmers to a beautiful, kind, giving mother. We are so thankful for your teachings, your principles and above all, your love. You touched the lives of your family, grandchildren and many friends. We miss you every day, until we meet again on high.
"God could see she was getting tired
a cure was not to be,
so, He put His arms around her
and softly whispered, Come With Me.
With tear-filled eyes we watched her
slowly wither and fade away
no matter what we did for her
we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
a loving spirit put to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best."
by Frances and Kathleen Coelho
Our Family Chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same;
but as God calls us one by one,
the Chain will link again.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm on your face,
And the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
The following was MOM's FAVORITE HYMN (and her Dad's), sung at her funeral by her niece.
"When They Ring Those Golden Bells", written in 1887 by Daniel de Marbelle
"There's a land beyond the river
That we call the Sweet Forever
And we only reach that shore by faith decreed
One by one we'll gain the portal
There to dwell with the immortals
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me.
Don't you hear the bells a-ringin'
Can't you hear the angels singin'
It's a glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever
Just beyond the shining river
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me."
Our beloved mother. From humble beginnings of honest, hardworking farmers to a beautiful, kind, giving mother. We are so thankful for your teachings, your principles and above all, your love. You touched the lives of your family, grandchildren and many friends. We miss you every day, until we meet again on high.
"God could see she was getting tired
a cure was not to be,
so, He put His arms around her
and softly whispered, Come With Me.
With tear-filled eyes we watched her
slowly wither and fade away
no matter what we did for her
we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
a loving spirit put to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best."
by Frances and Kathleen Coelho
Our Family Chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same;
but as God calls us one by one,
the Chain will link again.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm on your face,
And the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
The following was MOM's FAVORITE HYMN (and her Dad's), sung at her funeral by her niece.
"When They Ring Those Golden Bells", written in 1887 by Daniel de Marbelle
"There's a land beyond the river
That we call the Sweet Forever
And we only reach that shore by faith decreed
One by one we'll gain the portal
There to dwell with the immortals
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me.
Don't you hear the bells a-ringin'
Can't you hear the angels singin'
It's a glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever
Just beyond the shining river
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me."
Wherever a Beautiful Soul has been, there is a trail of Beautiful Memories.
Our beloved mother. From humble beginnings of honest, hardworking farmers to a beautiful, kind, giving mother. We are so thankful for your teachings, your principles and above all, your love. You touched the lives of your family, grandchildren and many friends. We miss you every day, until we meet again on high.
"God could see she was getting tired
a cure was not to be,
so, He put His arms around her
and softly whispered, Come With Me.
With tear-filled eyes we watched her
slowly wither and fade away
no matter what we did for her
we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
a loving spirit put to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best."
by Frances and Kathleen Coelho
Our Family Chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same;
but as God calls us one by one,
the Chain will link again.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm on your face,
And the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
The following was MOM's FAVORITE HYMN (and her Dad's), sung at her funeral by her niece.
"When They Ring Those Golden Bells", written in 1887 by Daniel de Marbelle
"There's a land beyond the river
That we call the Sweet Forever
And we only reach that shore by faith decreed
One by one we'll gain the portal
There to dwell with the immortals
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me.
Don't you hear the bells a-ringin'
Can't you hear the angels singin'
It's a glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever
Just beyond the shining river
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me."
Our beloved mother. From humble beginnings of honest, hardworking farmers to a beautiful, kind, giving mother. We are so thankful for your teachings, your principles and above all, your love. You touched the lives of your family, grandchildren and many friends. We miss you every day, until we meet again on high.
"God could see she was getting tired
a cure was not to be,
so, He put His arms around her
and softly whispered, Come With Me.
With tear-filled eyes we watched her
slowly wither and fade away
no matter what we did for her
we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
a loving spirit put to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best."
by Frances and Kathleen Coelho
Our Family Chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same;
but as God calls us one by one,
the Chain will link again.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm on your face,
And the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
The following was MOM's FAVORITE HYMN (and her Dad's), sung at her funeral by her niece.
"When They Ring Those Golden Bells", written in 1887 by Daniel de Marbelle
"There's a land beyond the river
That we call the Sweet Forever
And we only reach that shore by faith decreed
One by one we'll gain the portal
There to dwell with the immortals
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me.
Don't you hear the bells a-ringin'
Can't you hear the angels singin'
It's a glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever
Just beyond the shining river
When They Ring Those Golden Bells For You And Me."
