Grahamina MacPhee (11 Jun 1920 - 16 May 2017)
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- Clydebank Crematorium Mountblow Road Clydebank G81 4SL
- Date
- 25th May 2017
- Time
- 3.30pm
In loving memory of our Dear Mother, Grandmother and Great Grandmother Grahamina MacPhee who sadly passed away on 16th May 2017.
DEEP PEACE OF THE FLOWING AIR TO YOU
DEEP PEACE OF THE RUNNING WAVE TO YOU
DEEP PEACE OF THE SILENT EARTH TO YOU
DEEP PEACE OF THE SON OF PEACE TO YOU.
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Mina was such a great influence in our lives and strengthened our faith in God at a time when we were weak. She had a great sense of humour and her laugh stays with us. She was generous in spirit and deed, often being there for others in her own quiet way. She will be sorely missed, but never forgotten. There will be rejoicing in heaven.
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After we say our final goodbyes at Dolnotter Clydbank Crematorium, we will then be going to West Park Hotel, Great Western Rd, Clydebank G81 6DB. We hope to see you all there to help celebrate the life of one of the strongest and loving women to ever bless and shape our lives. XxX
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There will be a Veiwing held for those of you who would like to pay their respects to Mina, the day before the funeral.
This will be held at: Anderson Macguire funeral directors 1775 Paisley road west Cardonald G52 6ff.
Tel : 01418836220
Date: Wednesday 24th May 2017
Times: 14.00hrs - 16.00 hrs.
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I won't manage to the viewing but will be thinking of you all xx
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Hope it all goes well - thinking of you all
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Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
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Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. By Mary Elizabeth Frye
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