Betty Pender

1940 - 2008
LocationMusselburgh
Age68 years
Cause of DeathCancer
Date of Birth31/05/1940
Date of Death01/06/2008
Visitors3,244 since 27/09/2008
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My Mum was one of the most amazing people in the world, she was better known as Betty Boo to those
who knew and loved her. She was so much more than a mother to me, she was my best friend. She loved
her family very much, especially my Dad Ken, they would have been married for 50 years come 14th
March 2009. She was Mother of 3, Grandmother of 6 and Great Grandmother of 4 beautiful boys,
Kerr,Charlie,Morgan & Mikey. The family will never forget how she tried to make her death as
painless as possible for all of us by making us laugh as much as possible despite being in the most
excruciating pain. She will live on in all of us! We miss her so very much.


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The Dragonfly - by Unknown Author

Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads, there lived a little water beetle in a community of water beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond with few disturbances and interruptions. Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what he had found at the top. When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body designed for flying.

So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never known existed. Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended. But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he understood that their time would come, when they, too, would know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off into his joyous new life!

Joanne Mitchell (Friend) Tuesday evening

Precious Gift
� Sherri Lawrence

When times seem too hard to bear & I l feel like giving up
I vision your beautiful face, the twinkle of your eyes and things of such
The bond we created from my womb to the day you were born
Is a mother and child bond that can never be torn
With the strength and guidance of God and the blessings he pours down from above
I want to be the best mom I can be to you and embrace you with all my love
You are as precious as a flower and as gorgeous as a rose
You have been specially made to the very tip of your nose
You are as sweet as honey; such an innocent young child
You are brighter than any star in the sky every time you smile
I want you to be proud of who you are and strive to be the best
Put forth your efforts to achieve your goals and let God do the rest
I will always be your mother first, but I'm also your friend
Your are the most precious gift, that I've ever been given

With All My Love,

Mommy

ALL MY LOVE GLORIA ANTHONY'S MOM.
I WILL BE GONE FOR THE NEXT WEEKS AND 1/2. ITS ANTHONY'S 1ST ANGEL DAY ON OCT. 25. I WILL BE WITH MY SON DURING THIS TIME. I WILL BE BACK ON THE 27TH OF OCT. IF YOU COULD PLEASE WATCH OVER MY ANGELS WHILE I'M GONE. I THANK YOU. YOU AND YOUR ANGELS WILL BE IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS DURING THIS TIME. GOD BLESS YOU ALL. THANK YOU FOR ALL YOU DO. ALL MY LOVE XOXO

Gloria Anthony'S Mom (GTS Friend) 3 weeks ago

Read at Kierans Funeral

Miss Me But Let Me Go


When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me – But let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.

Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand

Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.

Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content

Miss me – But let me go

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (GTS Friend) 4 weeks ago

Mum

I open my eyes in the morning, I think of you, I close my eyes at night and I think of you. Days go by and I wonder how I've coped, it's as if I am on automatic pilot. I look at life as positive as I can, I try not to focus on negative issues around me but I still see the shadows! I will grow stronger every day as I know that is what you would want, but i'll still see the shadows! I guess those shadows will always be there and it's how I choose to interperet them that will guide my life. I trust you are by my side, this makes it all worth while! I adore you xxxxxx

Liz Hutchison (Daughter) October 4, 2009

Living Without You

Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.

Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.

Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.

There will always be a heartache,
And often a silent tear.
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.

If tears would make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again

Liz Hutchison (Daughter) September 23, 2009

Hi Mum i know its been a while but you know what i am like at putting my feelings into words,not very good but as long as you know that i still think of you all the time thats all that matters,i hope you like the photo of Emma i have posted,secondary shool already eh.I know you would have been so proud to see her growing into a lovely young woman (just as Kati and I are)We all still miss you madly.
LOVE YOU ALWAYS,

KATI EMMA AND RAYMOND.

Raymond Pender (Son) September 18, 2009

Hi Grandma not been on in a while jus thought i'd let u know i got a new job doing exactly what i want, working with young people im so excited and cant wait to start my mum and jane seem so proud even though its only 2 hrs a week im so pleased they are happy for me. Missing u as much as ever will miss u like mad at xmas. I know ure watching over us and keeping us going strong. i love u now and forever.
Josh xxxxx

Josh Hutchison (Grandson) September 16, 2009

sweet dreams xxxxx

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The Lord needed a flower
and that flower was you
so he picked you up from down here
and up and up you flew ~~

He planted you in his garden
he said 'You'll stay here now with me'
and there you'll stay away from harm
the prettiest flower you'll always be ~~

love sandy xxxx

Sandy Collins (Friend) September 2, 2009

Dream... Dreamers... Dream

~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~ *~♥x♥~

A loving angel came to me in dreams.
She showed me life's not always what it seems
And brought me to a place where sweet dreams live.
She gave to me a gift that I now give . . .
A dreamer's dream.

She whispered, "Take my hand and I will lead you through
A place where only sweet dreams can come true.
Close your eyes and open up your heart,
For then this flight of dreams so sweet can start.
Dream, Dreamer, Dream."

She brought me through the darkness to the Light
Where colors wrapped around me, such delight,
A patchwork quilt of beauty without seams
Each color was a rainbow full of dreams,
Dreamer's dreams.

She led me through a hallway of pure sound
With doors flung open widely all around.
And from each room a song would gently play,
I wished with all my heart that I could stay
In this dreamer's dream.

But we drifted in the fragrance of the breeze
To savor all the flowers and the trees.
We tasted all of life that we could see
And felt it flow as one in harmony...
We dreamed this dreamer's dream.

Then my angel turned her eyes to me and said,
"You are the Keeper of these Dreams inside your head.
Find sweet dreamers who would dream of Love and Light,
These dreams will lead them safely through the night.
Help these dreamers dream."

And so I am the Keeper of this Dream, it's true,
But I offer all my dreams to each of you.
May their loving sweetness visit you each night
And fill your soul with Love and Warmth and Light.
Dream, Dreamers, Dream!

~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~* ~♥x♥~ *~♥x♥~
(By Robert Alan)

ALL MY LOVE BEAUTIFUL BETTY, SORRY FOR THE LACK OF CANDLES. MY KIDS GO BACK TO SCHOOL AT THE END OF THE WEEK, SO MAYBE I WILL BE ABLE TO SPEND MORE TIME ONLINE.THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT. I HOPE YOU HAVE A DREAMERS DREAM TOO LIZ. ALL MY LOVE GLORIA ANTHONY'S MOM XOXO

Gloria Anthony'S Mom (GTS Friend) August 11, 2009

The Best

God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not meant to be,
So he put his arms around you
and whispered "Come to Me".
With tearful eyes we watched you,
as we saw you pass away.
Although we loved you deeply,
we could not make you stay.
Your Golden Heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

Liz Hutchison (Daughter) August 4, 2009
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