Raymond Ryder

1925 - 2002
LocationRoseworth
Age77 years
Cause of DeathNatural Causes
Date of Birth1925
Date of Death3/2002
Visitors160 since 20/01/2008
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Raymond was a very kind man. He brought up 5 children on his own. He worked all his life trying to give his children the best life he could. It wasn't always easy but he did the best he could. My Grandad. I miss him soooooo much. I don't actually know what he died of. All i know is that he was in hospital with various different reasons for about a year. Everytime he pulled through with one of them his gained another. I went to see him every night with my dad even though i didn't know he was sick. I was only 6 or 7 but i still remember sitting at the bottom of his bed and doing my colouring in on his little table. The nurses there used to give me a little tub of ice cream everytime i saw them. He eventually became better and was allowed to move into a home for the elderly but that night, he died. We were told that most people arn't used to the change and therefore we came to the conclusion that it was the change that killed him. x

We got the phone call in the morning. My dad was in work so my mum told him to come home. I have never seem my dad cry but i know he was absolutely distraught. I miss him sooo much. I know it has been a long time but your is still in my thoughts always. I love you so much Grandad. Hope your not drinking too much of your black coffe up there Grandad. Save a place for me on your cloud. xxx

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I still remember our chats Ray, especially about the past. I have a great photo of you and Gary on the wall and think of you often. I can hear your voice and see you stood at the end of the kitchen unit drinking your cold coffee. I now have a hundred questions I wish I'd asked so will wait till we meet again. Love Dawnxx

Dawn (Daughter in Law)

April 21, 2008

In Sympathy

So sorry for your loss. My nan passed away last year and it feels like my whole world has been taken away. My thoughts are with you. God bless. I hope you find this poem of comfort, as I have done. x

What is Dying?

A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says 'She is gone'.

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large now as when I last saw her. Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says she is gone there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout 'There she comes!'

That is what dying is. An horizon and just the limit of our sight.

Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further.

Mel Xxxxx (Someone who cares)

February 5, 2008
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