May tender memories soften your grief, May fond recollection bring you relief, And may you find comfort and peace in the thought Of the joy that knowing your loved one brought... For time and space can never divide Or keep your loved one from your side. When memory paints in colors true, the happy hours that belonged to you.

There's always a tomorrow and the hope of something new.

A mother's love is like an island, In life's ocean vast and wide, A peaceful, quiet shelter, From the restless, rising tide.

Stop wishing for things you complain you have not, and start making the best of all that you've got.

Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey. And solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again.

After the clouds, the sunshine; after the winter, the spring; after the shower, the rainbow; for life is a changeable thing. After the night, the morning, bidding all darkness cease, after life's cares and sorrows, the comfort and sweetness of peace.

Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind; Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.