| Location | Rodez |
| Age | 43 years |
| Date of Birth | 5/1963 |
| Date of Death | 11/2006 |
| Visitors | 428 since 02/01/2008 |
| Creator |
Tracy Lyn Blunden formally know as Tracy lyn Smith before she got married.
She was born on 17 May 1963 and passed away 29th November 2006 just aged 43.
She lived in Hornchurch in Essex with her mum and dad then moved to Canvey Island then moved to
Pistea with her husband then she moved to Laindon with her husband and 3 children named James,
Anthony, Charlotte. Then 2006 she moved to France a placed called Prades De Salars near Rodez or
Milua were she was treated for her cancer.
She got married to Jim Blunden on the 3rd July 1983 on Canvey Island.
She had one brother and one sister they were called Barry and Alison.
She only worked by looking after her 3 children but this was a fall time she had because as kids
always kept her on her feet 24 hours a day 7 days a week.
She passed away on the 29th November 2006 with Stomach Cancer in France.
When my mum passed away on the 29 November 2006 I laid her to rest and I organised her funeral and
we got her cremated in France then we let her lay to rest in our local church in our village were we
live in France were she wanted to be and also some of her ashes are in the local river as well as
this is what she had said she wanted done when she died.
A Mothering Sunday Poem
It is hard to find the words to say
How much you mean to me,
But if it wasn’t for your love and care
I don’t know where I’d be.
You put up with my eccentricities
And vegetarian habits,
You let me dance and learn the flute
And you looked after my rabbits.
You take me where I need to go
And welcome all my friends,
And though I sometimes make mistakes
Your kindness never ends.
This day is for letting mothers know
How loved they really are,
But there are not enough hours in the day
Not enough by far.
‘Thank you’ doesn’t fit the bill
There’s so much more to say,
But I want you to know that I’m grateful
Each and every day.
To A Daisy
Daisies tall, yet demure, along our way,
With golden eyes they peep from lacy frills.
Profusely, along the roadside they sway,
A white moving sea of petals still thrill
My senses as they did in days of yore,
When we wandered down English country lanes
And felt the urge to bunch them by the score
To grace country sills and bare windowpanes.
This humble flower a favourite true,
My dear-departed mother bore its name.
She wore its sweet characteristics too,
Upstanding, honest, never seeking fame.
When I see daisies tall beckoning me,
It’s the face of my dear mother I see.
mummy
Mum,
Roses are raining.
Spring is bringing them to us.
As for me, I chose the one that shivers
Because today, that rose resembles you.
Mum,
You are like a flower whose heart we hear.
Watch over James as he is going through so much right now............James you can email me anytime, take care xxxxxx
good bye mummy i hope your happy in heaven and your having fun and also i hope your looking over me today.
good bye mummy i hope your happy in heaven and your having fun and also i hope your looking over me today.
missing u mummy more than lifing my lif.
i love you mummy and i really wish i could be up in heaven with you today and tommrrow and for the days ever more. because i hate the pain that i am going throught today because i just feel that my life is not worth living but deap down i know ure still here in person but everyone just does my head in because i just feel that i am unloved and un wanted in the world of our family any more because no one cares for me.
mummy
Mummy went to Heaven
But I need her here today.
My tummy hurts and I fell down,
I need her right away.
Operator, can you tell me
How to find her in this book?
Is Heaven in the yellow part?
I don’t know where to look.
I think my Daddy needs her too
At night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes
But I really don’t know why.
Maybe if I call her
She will hurry home to me.
Is Heaven very far away,
Is it across the sea?
She’s been gone a long, long time
She needs to come home now!
I really need to reach her
I simply don’t know how.
Help me find the number please
Is it listed under ‘Heaven’?
I can’t read these big, big words
I am only seven.
I’m sorry operator,
I didn’t mean to make you cry.
Is your tummy hurting too?
Or is there something in your eye?
If I call my church
Maybe they’ll know.
Mummy said when we need help
That’s where we should go.
I found the number to my church
Tacked up on the wall.
Thank you operator,
I’ll give them a call.
good night mummy have a nice day up in heaven and i love you loads and hopefully i will see you one day again.
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