Paul Carpenter

1985 - 2002
LocationDeans,livingston
Age17 years
Date of Birth3/1985
Date of Death4/2002
Visitors1,727 since 14/08/2007
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paul was a handsome young man who sadly took his own life at the young age of 17.from deans paul was
loved and is sourley missed by all his family and freinds his family of Mary(mother) james(step
father) 2 sisters julie and mellisa 2 step brothers james and kyle and all who knew him.paul would
light the hearts of everyone who was fortunate to meet him.he would always do his best to cheer u up
when you were feeling down or make you laugh when u were sad.on his final day he knew god needed an
angel and thats what he got.. R.I.P paul xxx


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♥ REMEMBERING ♥ (Author Unknown) ♥

♥ There will come a day
♥ when your tears of sorrow
♥ will softly flow into tears of remembrance...
♥ and your heart will begin to heal itself...
♥ and grieving will be interrupted by episodes of joy...
♥ and you will hear the whisper of hope.
♥ There will come a day
♥ when you will welcome the tears of remembrance...
♥ as a sunshower of the soul...
♥ a turning of the tide...
♥ a promise of peace.
♥ There will come a day when you will...
♥ risk loving...
♥ go on believing...
♥ and treasure the tears of remembering.

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*** Love to you My Special Angel. ***

Laura Borthwick (Friend) August 5, 2009

been having trouble getting on ; but i still thought about my angels ; god bless you and your loving family; love Alison ; mum of Joey and Lindsay keenan xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Alison Evans September 17, 2008

♥ღ♥ The love goes on and on... ♥ღ♥

There's a pain beyond imagining
That’s burning in your heart
For suddenly your whole world
Has been cruelly ripped apart.
All words of consolation
Which are bound to come your way
Will probably seem empty
And of little use each day.
For when you ask the question why
It makes no sense at all
That one so precious had to die.

The only source of comfort
Is your memories and the love
And they will shine forever
Like the brightest star above.
A flame that burns eternally
So strong it lights the sky
And even through your darkest days
That flame will never die.
So many people share your pain
We grieve with you as one.
The gift of life gets taken back
But the love goes on and on.

Bless you Paul x

Deborah Darwood May 21, 2008

In memory of you...by Kirsti A. Dyer

I find an old photograph
and see your smile.
As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth
and my heart remembers love.

I read an old card
sent years ago
during a time of turmoil and confusion.
The soothing words written then
still caress my spirit
and bring me peace.

I remember who you used to be
the laughter we shared
and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now,
Where did you go,
When the body is left behind
and the spirit is released to fly?

Perhaps you are the morning bird
singing joyfully at sunrise,
or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze
or the rainbow of colours
that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist
delicately reaching over the mountains
or the final few rays of the setting sun
lighting up the skies
edging the clouds with a magical glow.

I miss your being
but I feel your presence,
In whatever form you choose to take,
however you now choose to be.

Your spirit has become for me
a guardian Angel on high
guiding, advising, and watching over me.

I remember you.
You are with me always
and I am not afraid.

Deborah Darwood April 22, 2008

The Gift of Someone Who Listens By Nancy Myerholts

Those of us who have travelled a while
Along this path called grief,
Need to stop and remember that mile,
The first mile of no relief.

It wasn't the person with answers
Who told us the way to deal,
It wasn't the one who talked and talked
That helped us to start to heal.

Think of the friend who quietly sat
and held our hands in theirs,
The ones who let us talk and talk
and hugged away our tears.

We need to always remember
That more than the words we speak,
It's the gift of someone who listens
That most of us desperately seek.

Bless you xx

Deborah Darwood April 15, 2008

♥ღ♥ One More Day ♥ღ♥

Last night I had a crazy dream,
A wish was granted just for me.
It could be for anything.
I didn't ask for money,
Or a mansion in Timbuktoo.
I simply wished for one more day with you.
One more day,
One more time.
One more sunset.
Maybe I'd be satisfied.
But then again I know what it would do.
Leaving me wishing still...
for one more day with you.
One more day,
First thing I'd do is
Pray for time to crawl.
I'd unplug the telephone,
Keep the TV off,
I'd hold you every second,
Say a million I love you's.
That's what I'd do...
With one more day with you.

If only we all could just have one more day.

Deborah Darwood April 10, 2008

♥ღ♥ Bless you ♥ღ♥

Our lives go on without you
But nothing is the same
We have to hide our heartaches
When someone speaks your name
Sad are the hearts that love you
Silent the tears that fall
Living our hearts without you
Is the hardest part of all
You did so many things for us
Your heart was kind and true
And when we needed someone
We could always count on you
The special years will not return
When we were all together
But with the love within our hearts
You will walk with us forever.

Bless you Paul xx

Deborah Darwood April 1, 2008

Happy Easter xx

When a person you love passes away
Look to the night sky on a clear day.
The star that to you, appears to be bright,
Will be your loved one,
Looking upon you during the night.
The lights of heaven are what shows through
As your loved one watches all that you do.
When you feel lonely for the one that you love,
Look to the Heavens in the night sky above.

♥ Happy Easter love from Deb & Kit xx ♥

Deborah Darwood March 22, 2008

Unseen Friend by Iceman

I picture what I think you are,
Perhaps you picture me.
An intriguing pastime for both of us
For someone we can't see.

So for this friendship we possess,
We owe email a debt.
And maybe in Heaven up above
Our Angels have already met.

Deborah Darwood March 3, 2008

Gone Only To Others by Ann Holloway

Others, who do not know,
Tiptoe around your name
Unaware that your name is silently
Written on my heart, my soul, my life
And inwardly I cry out to hear it spoken.

Others who do not know
Think of you as only in the past
And believe
That you only exist in my past too
Not understanding that you are
Past, Present, Future.

Others, who do not know,
Feel you as gone,
And fail to see the reality of you
Never being ‘truly’ gone from me.
The empty void of your absence
Is filled with your presence,
Your life will forever weave through mine
The divine bond cannot be severed.

Others who do not know,
Mistakenly may think that my love has been
Weakened by separation,
Feelings ceased,
Not so.
Entwined and strengthened
My love for you lives on
And has not died with death.
But you know all this,
If only others knew.

Deborah Darwood February 22, 2008
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