A Friendly Family Serving You In Your Time Of Need
9 Cockburn Rd, Albany WA
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Margaret “Meg” Lewis
Date of Service: 13/01/2021
Time: 10:30 am
Location: Amity Rose Funerals
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I hope you find peace and happiness from now on,David
Meg , walk forever along the sand with Pup , sometime I’ll meet you along the way
As a family you have always supported each other and I salute you. Wonderful to observe as a person who had no siblings.
Special acclamation for Eve. She has always been a practical therapist over her working life. Meg was in safe hands.
Love to you all.
I will miss my kind, and clever aunt who could discuss any topic intelligently. Meg was always there for sensitive conversations and a shoulder to lean on. Much love from your niece Emma
Fond thoughts of Meg, a quiet thinker who retained her individuality and strength. Her work in libraries. Her passion for animals, be it Gemma , pandas, whales or quokkas on her favourite island, was paramount to her. Her love of music, be it orchestral or The Stones, took her out of her way to find. Her love of Bridge and its challenges.
Her long struggle with illness , helped always by her loving sister, Eve.
These thoughts will persist well beyond today.
Love from Jan , John and Jeremy
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us. Death is trembling. Your life was lived passionately, you have loved deeply, and finally you have let go graciously. Throughout the years of your recovery from the stroke, you taught us about courage , the huge courage needed to overcome the obstacles on your journey, the courage to become whole again.
You triumphed and remains an inspiration on our journeys. Thanks Meg.
And at your side stood a sentinel, a rock , that was always there to encourage.. A tribute to Eve for her love and support.
The following sentiment still applies sans the gender and Eurocentric bias.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.
A tribute also to Evelyn for her marathon support of Meg over the years.