Memorial to Sandra

Updated: 16 February 2023 -- Posted something on my personal blog about the 20th anniversary of Sandra's death, as well as a comment about possibly raising funds for a memorial park bench for Sandra in Richmond.
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For Sandra Davison: 16 November 1958 - 16 February 2003

My beautiful wife Sandra, 1958-2003. Picture taken Christmas day 2002. "And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." --from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran.

Thank-you very much to all of you who have done so much for Sandra's family and me since her death. This website and my letter are for you.

The memorial book is a touching reminder of the effect that Sandra had on so many lives. Please read it and, if you wish, leave your memories of Sandra here for others to read.

There are also some photographs and video of Sandra here. I'll try and add more over time. If you have any photographs that you would like displayed here, please contact me and we'll arrange it.

I have also kept a record of where I have scattered Sandra's ashes. In keeping with her wishes, she was cremated, but in keeping with her love of travel, her ashes have been and will be scattered far and wide. For those in Vancouver who wish to visit with Sandra, some of her ashes lie amongst the daffodils (at least for that part of the year when they are flowering) in the north side of the oval flower bed opposite the cedar of Lebanon tree in Queen Elizabeth Park. The tree and its associated plaque are item 7 on the maps posted in the park.

Sandra's obituary was published in The Province newspaper on 20 February 2003 -- the fourth anniversary of our first date. You can read it on this site or on their site.

Memorial Service and Donations

The memorial service for Sandra was held at the Minoru Chapel in Richmond, followed by a reception at the Gateway Theatre next door:

Date: Saturday, 22 February 2003
Time: 12:00 noon
Location: Minoru Chapel, 6540 Gilbert Road, Richmond, BC
Map and information about the chapel.

Flowers for the service were arranged by Serenity Flowers on Minoru Boulevard in Richmond, which is owned by friends of Sandra and mine. Donations in lieu of flowers are encouraged to either the Richmond Hospital Foundation (specifically for the palliative-care ward which has to make up a monthly shortfall of $16 000 due to recent [2003] budget cuts) or your local branch of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (SPCA) or the equivalent where you are located.

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of the Jade Kingdom is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

Upon the death of a person who has been especially close to you, they travel to the Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all their friends so that they can live happily together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and they are warm and comfortable. All who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; everyone who goes there is made whole and strong again; they are all returned to the state in which you wish to remember them.

They are happy and content, with one exception: They have never forgotten you, who loved them and whom they left behind.

They all live happily together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The clear eyes are intent. Suddenly they break away from the group, running over the green grass, their strong legs carrying them faster and faster.

You have been seen, and when you finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

Happy kisses rain upon your face, your arms again hold each other, and you look once more into the loving face, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

I Need You

I've got your gentle voice in my head
I am finely tuned to you still
all my senses hungry -- insatiable
starving for your loving words
more of your gentle laughter
smiles that resonate inside and out
zinging hot sensation through my veins
like a vampire, I want to devour you
suck your goodness into my depths
replenish my soul with your essence.

--Frances Macaulay Forde ©

My thanks to Frances, author of Hidden Capacity ~ A poet's journey, for posting one of her poems in Sandra's memorial book.

Site Updates

If you would like me to inform you of any significant changes to Sandra's memorial site, please contact me and let me know.

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