| Location | Scunthorpe |
| Age | 69 years |
| Date of Birth | 01/10/1932 |
| Date of Death | 18/03/2002 |
| Visitors | 4,220 since 17/02/2008 |
| Creator |
PLEASE LIGHT A CANDLE FOR OUR MUCH LOVED MOTHER
DOREEN MOBBS WHO SADLY FELL ASLEEP ON THE
06/10/09
HEARTS ENTWINED LOVERS FOREVER TILL THE END OF TIME
SIMPLY THE BEST
RONNIE MOBBS, WAS A MUCH LOVED HUSBAND, DAD, GRANDAD, AND GREAT GRANDAD...... DAD I.VE THOUGHT AND
THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT I COULD SAY 2 POTRAY WHAT SORT OF MAN YOU WERE AND QUITE SIMPLY YOU WERE THE
BEST..
THE ONLY SON OF OUR LATE GRANDMOTHER MARY RUBINA YOU HAD SUCH A HARD START IN LIFE THROUGH DIFFERANT
ILLNESSES AND DUE TO THIS YOU LOST YOUR SIGHT PERMANENTLY AT THE AGE OF 14, YOU BECAME INTERSTED IN
PLAYING THE PIANO AND ACCORDIAN WHICH YOU TAUGHT YOURSELF TO DO AND YOU DID IT WELL IN FACT SO WELL
IT BECAME A WAY OF LIFE 4 YOU AND YOUR MEANS TO MAKING A LIVING AND BRINGING UP YOUR 8 CHILDREN.
YOU MET MY MUM QUITE BY CHANCE ON A NIGHT OUT WITH FRIENDS IN DENABY IN 1958 AND IT WAS A WHIRLWIND
ROMANCE WITHIN 2 WEEKS OF MEETING YOU WERE MARRIED AND YOU BROUGHT MY MUM BACK 2 SCUNTHORPE MUCH 2
GRANNYS DISMAY SHE SAID IT WOULDNT LAST....IN FACT IT DID YOU AND MUM HAD 8 OF US..KATH, RONNIE,
PHIL, ROLEY, JIMMY,AND ME {SOPHIE} MUM THOGHT THAT WAS THE FAMILY COMPLETE BUT NINE YEARS AFTER ME
ALONG CAME GRAYHAM I WAS SO JELOUS I HAD BEEN YOUR BABY FOR NINE YEARS BUT I NEEDNT OF WORRIED THERE
WAS ROOM FOR US ALL IN THAT BIG HEART OF YOURS AND FOUR AND HALF YEARS AFTER GRAYHAM WAS BORN ALONG
CAME DANIEL.
MUM WAS IN THE CHANGE AND UN FORTUNATELY DANNY HAD DOWNS, THE DOCTORS ADVISED YOU TO GO HOME AND
FORGET ABOUT HIM BUT HE WAS YOUR SON DAD AND HE WAS GONG NOWHERE ONLY HOME WITH YOU, YOU LOVED HIM
DEARLY AND AFFECTIONATLY CALLED HIM DANNY BOY ... LIFE WENT ON WITH A FEW UPS AND DOWNS LIKE ALL
FAMILYS HAVE AND ALL YOUR KIDS GREW UP AND STARTED FAMILYS OF THEIR OWN AND YOUR GRANDCHIDREN
STARTED TO ACCUMALATE QUITE QUICKLY I THINK YOU WERE LOSING COUNT HAHA.
BUT ONE NIGHT IN DECEMBER IN 1988 YOU WENT 2 HOSPITAL WITH CHEST PAINS IT WAS AN HEART ATTACK AND
WE VERY NEARLY LOST YOU THEN WE WERE HEARTBROKEN BUT YOU WERE GIVEN ANOTHER CHANCE AND WITH IN A
COUPLE OF WEEKS YOU WERE HOME AGAIN, I REMBEMBER 1 DAY DAD YOU SAID 2 ME" WHAT WOULD HAVE REMINDED
YOU OF ME" I REALISED YOU MEANT IF YOU HADNT SURVIVED THE HEART ATTACK AND I CRIED MY EYES OUT BUT
MY ANSWER WAS "EVERYTHING".. AND THAT MUCH WAS TRUE DAD XX ANY WAY A FEW MORE YEARS PASSED AND YOUR
HEALTH WASNT BRILLIANT BUT THERE WERNT ANY MAJOR CONCERNS.
UNTIL ONE NIGHT IN MARCH 2002 YOU WERE QUITE DISSORIENTATED AND I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU I CALLED AN
AMBULANCE MUM WAS ALREADY IN HOSPITAL AND SO WAS KATH I DIDNT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO THE DRS DIDNT SAY
WHAT WAS WRONG APART FROM YOU WERE VERY POORLY, IT WAS A FRIDAY NIGHT I NEVER THOUGHT FOR 1 MINUTE
THAT YOU WOULDNT GET BETTER...
BY THE SATURDAY I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE YOU I WANTED TO BE WITH YOU EVERY SINGLE MINUTE EVERY 1 OF US
WAS THE SAME I STAYED WITH YOU DAD AND ON THE SUNDAY AFTERNOON WE WERE LED TO BELIEVE YOU WERE
IMPROOVING SO WE STARTED TO RELAX A BIT, YOU HAD SOME ICECREAM FOR YOUR TEA AND I TOLD YOU TO REST
ALL YOUR BOYS N ME AND KATH WERE IN AND OUT YOUR ROOM ALL DAY YOU FELL ASLEEP ABOUT 8PM AND EVERY 1
HAD EVENTUALLY GONE HOME BUT I STAYED TO PUT MY MIND AT REST.
AS THE NIGHT WORE ON I WAS HOLDING YOUR HAND DAD AND HOPING WE WOULD HAVE TIME TOGETHER AGAIN AND
THE GOOD OLD SING SONGS WE USED TO HAVE, I NOTICED YOUR FINGERS WERE BEGINNING TO SWELL, THE NURSE
CAME IN AND I STARTED TO CRY I REALISED THEN DAD I,D PROBABLY HEARD YOR SWEET VOICE FOR THE LAST
TIME.... I RANG THE BOYS AND EVERY 1 I KNEW THAT WOULD WANT TO BE WITH YOU OUR KATH WAS SO POORLY 2
BUT I NEEDED HER THERE AND SHE CAME FROM HER WARD... WE SAT WITH YOU DAD ALL THRUGH THE NIGHT BUT AT
9.30 MONDAY MORNING I HAD TO GO HOME TO FRESHEN UP AND I WANTED MY BOYS DANNY AND TOMMY TO COME AND
SEE YOU MAYBE FOR THE LAST TIME ......
YOU TOOK YOUR LAST BREATH AT 9.47 DAD YOU WERENT ALONE THOUGH DAD AND FOR THAT I AM PLEASED BUT
THAT DAY AND FOR MONTHS AFTERWARDS I JUST WANTED TO BE WITH YOU WE ALL FELT THE SAME, BUT I REALISE
NOW DAD YOU ARE WITH ME AND MY MUM AND SISTER AND BROTHERS ALL THE TIME,AND YOUR GRAND CHILDREN AND
THIER CHILDREN. YOU ARE IN OUR HEARTS AND THERE YOU WILL STAY ALWAYS.......
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When Great Trees Fall
(Maya Angelou)
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
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When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
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When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
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Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
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And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
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♥ Peace My Heart ♥
♥ Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
♥ Let it not be a death but completeness.
♥ Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
♥ Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
♥ Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
♥ Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
♥ I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light your way.
♥ Rabindranath Tagore, Bengali poet and philosopher ♥
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~ Snow ~
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The snow arrived unannounced.
It overwhelmed everything.
Changed the landscape so it was unrecognisable.
No one was prepared.
My grief feels like that snowstorm.
I feel changed, weighed down by the burden.
Trying to negotiate the new environment around me.
Not knowing where I am going.
Looking for familiar landmarks.
I feel cold and miserable and ill equipped in this new place unvisited before.
But I know in time the snow will melt and return the landscape to some semblance of normality.
And I know in time my grief will diminish and I will find my way forward again, back to a world that I recognise, changed, but familiar.
Spring does always come after winter and hope will return.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Magic Of A Rainbow
I'll never see a rainbow
That I won't think of you;
Though days seem bleak and dreary
The sun is shining through.
A symbol of God's love fulfilled
In beauty, hope and grace;
A rainbow is a mirror
Reflecting His own face.
It arches o'er the mountains
With Heaven its domain;
Its brilliant colors wakened by
The grayness and the rain.
Now may I see the rainbows sent
To ease my broken heart,
Promising His healing love,
Shine through when teardrops start.
Miraculous, magical rainbows,
Blessing the sadness with peace;
God gently smiling and touching,
Bidding the sadness cease.
(Peggy Kociscin)
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ❤ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Where Peace Flows Like a River.
Together we will journey
To that land up in the sky
Where the flame does burn eternal
And the soul does never die.
Where the harps are gently playing
As a host of angels sing
Where the road is paved with diamonds
And the golden bells do ring.
Where the path is set before us
Shining brightly as the sun
We will see the face of Jesus
When our final race is run.
Where the peace flows like a river
Winding through the streets of gold
We will dine with priests and prophets
When the key to life, we hold.
Where the flame does burn eternal
In that sacred Promised Land
Where God holds the gift of freedom
In the cleft of His right hand.
Where we'll see the face of loved ones
Long before us, gone away
What a day of sweet rejoicing
When we meet again someday.
Where we'll gather at the river
In our home up in the sky
Where the peace flows like a fountain
And the soul does never die.
Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson
� 2004
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♥ From Water Bug to Dragonfly ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
The bottom of the pond is muddy and dark
There is fear of the unknown
There is loneliness as things change
There is the desperation of being left behind
Not knowing, not understanding
Watching and waiting
Then the journey comes
Up the stem
What waits beyond?
Sunlight
Freedom
Dancing together in joy with those who went before
And who will come after.
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♥ The Only Way ♥
(Tessa Wilkinson)
• The only way we can be protected from the pain of loss and the grief we feel, is by having never loved.
• How empty our lives would be, and what a lot of wonderful shared moments we would have missed, if we had not known.
• So, although what we feel at the moment is terrible, we must try to remember that it is because we have all been privileged to have known and loved, that we now feel the pain and sadness.
ჱܓQuietly we are remembering you ჱܓIn the silence of my heart. ჱܓEach thought of you, a treasure ჱܓWhile we are now apart ჱܓ love alway elaine xxx
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Prayer of Faith.
We trust that beyond absence there is a presence.
That beyond the pain there can be healing.
That beyond the brokenness there can be wholeness.
That beyond the anger there may be peace.
That beyond the hurting there may be forgiveness.
That beyond the silence there may be the word.
That beyond the word there may be understanding.
That through understanding there is love.
Anon
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Quietly I Weep
By Lyndie Sorenson
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence
Quietly I weep
I long to see your smile
Hear your laughter, hug you tight
But you're no longer with me
You've headed toward the light
I'm sure you are quite happy
Here on earth I miss you so
Asking that same question
Why was it you that had to go?
I am sure there is an answer...
One that might make sense
When others offer reasons
I'm just on the defence
If they could understand me
Know how hard life is with grief
Just hold my hand and listen...
That would be a great relief
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence...
Quietly I weep
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