SOOP's kindly Kitcheners.

Dear Bella

A sad day for you soop. I am so sorry.

I like the text you posted Janer. Very comforting.

So sorry about your dear friend Soop.

Such a sad loss soop
I very much have you, MacS and Bellasnana in my thoughts x

and some for you and your friends soop

especially for our Bella

Bella love and hugs xx He will always be with you.

I'm so sorry you have lost your friend, soop.

So sad for you Soop but you and MacSporran could not have been better friends and neighbours to them. That will be a great source of comfort to the family.

You are here in my thoughts, dear Bella

Our dear friend died yesterday afternoon. Her son came to see us during the evening. She was such a special, loving, kind-hearted lady.

Thinking of you Bella.

Jane, that's a lovely and comforting thought!

You will be in my thoughts tomorrow, Bellasnana.

Bella

Bella I will be thinking of you tomorrow.
I hope one day the stars and the moon and the sun will shine for you again, even though you feel now that they will not.

This is a traditional Inuit text that I heard sung in a church in Virginia recently.

Perhaps They are not Stars

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings to Heaven, Where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down on us to let us know that they are happy.They are not stars, but Love.

Bella with love

Auden expresses it so eloquently.
My thoughts are with you especially for tonight and tomorrow.

I love that poem Bella. I hope it brings you comfort tomorrow, whether you use it for the service or not. My thoughts are with you. Forza ! Nonna

Love to you tomorrow!
Sta brava! ? Spelling

Bella, I love that poem and it resonates with me and how I would feel in your position. Stay strong and remember we are here with you. I will be thinking about you tomorrow. .

Bella, it's impossible to say anything other than I'm thinking of you and your family x

Love will last forever * Bella* just because he is no longer with you your love for each other will go on. Very heartfelt thoughts for tomorrow

Tomorrow is my beloved husband's funeral. This poem seems appropriate so I hope you will indulge me.

W.H. Auden.
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

The sun is shining. There is a wee nip in the breeze. I have some photographs to deal with. Time for a sadly, I have no hey ho! as bags would say.

Such a sad time for your friends and their families soop. Thankfully they have good friends like yourself and MacSporran.

My thoughts will be with you too Bella

soop it is all so sad.

Bella my thoughts will be with you tomorrow. At least you will not have to worry about cleaning the hiouse anytime soon. in abundance

Dearest Bella you will be in our thoughts tomorrow. and love x