Wednesday, 13 April 2016

In loving memory of Tom Williams

They shared a love like no other
the kind movies are made of

Tom Williams began his eternal life
April 12, 2016
after a long and brave battle
with cancer
He and his wife Judith have been
my dear online friends for many years
My love and prayers and deepest sympathy are
with you all
The Great Bell Chant
His suffering is now over
and a beautiful eternal life has begun
We shall all be joined there forever someday
Tom and Judith's dear friend wrote this
and I feel the same way
I have heard some people say your not really friends with someone on line if you have never met them. Well they have never known some of my online friends. Tom Williams III battled cancer several years ago and he and i talked, since at the time kate had been battling cancer as well. Tom talked about his wife Judith Burkhardt Williams and family and i got to know him i felt very well. His cancer returned and he fought hard but it was not to be beaten this time. God called him home and released him from his pain. my heart breaks for Judith Burkhardt Williams and the family in there time of pain and i hate to see my friend gone but i am happy to know he is pain free now. Tom Williams III was definitely a man that you can celebrate his life instead of mourn his death. His love for his wife and family was amazing.
GOD SPEED my friend........
Written by Randell Fleming their friend

What his dear wife Judith wrote:  April 12, 2016
At 6:12 PM, my sweetheart, soulmate and husband took one last breath, after being unresponsive for several hours. His heart stopped beating soon after. It was a strong heart, and did not want to give up this life that we shared. Before he became weak and unable to speak, his final words to me were this: "You have changed my life in so many ways. Thank you for that." I prefer to see it as we had changed each others' lives. Love does that. We have shared one special love that transcends every other love in either of our lives and will live on. I'll see you later, Tommy. This is not over. It will be continued... See you then, my love.


At the rising of the sun and at its going down
 We remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter
 We remember them.

At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring
 We remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer
 We remember them.

At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn
 We remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends
 We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
 We remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength
 We remember them.

When we are lost and sick at heart
 We remember them.

When we have joy we crave to share
 We remember them.

When we have decisions that are difficult to make
 We remember them.

When we have achievements that are based on theirs
 We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live, for they are now a part of us as
 We remember them.
Welcome Home by  Michael Smith

The Next Place
By Warren Hanson
The next place that I go 
Will be as peaceful and familiar
As a sleepy summer Sunday
And a sweet, untroubled mind.
And yet . . .
It won't be anything like any place I've ever been. . . 

Or seen. . . or even dreamed of
In the place I leave behind.
I won't know where I'm going,
And I won't know where I've been
As I tumble through the always
And look back toward the when.
I'll glide beyond the rainbows.
I'll drift above the sky.
I'll fly into the wonder, without ever wondering why.
I won't remember getting there.

Somehow I'll just arrive.
But I'll know that I belong there
And will feel much more alive
Than I have ever felt before.
I will be absolutely free of the things that I held onto
That were holding onto me.
The next place that I go
Will be so quiet and so still
That the whispered song of sweet belonging will rise up to fill
The listening sky with joyful silence,
And with unheard harmonies
Of music made by no one playing,
Like a hush upon breeze.
There will be no room for darkness in that place of living light,
Where an ever-dawning morning pushes back the dying night.
The very air will fill with brilliance, as the brightly shining sun
And the moon and half a million stars are married into one.
The next place that I go Won't really be a place at all.
There won't be any seasons --
Winter, summer, spring or fall --
Nor a Monday, Nor a Friday,
Nor December, Nor July.
And the seconds will be standing still. . .
While hours hurry by.
I will not be a boy or girl,
A woman or man.
I'll simply be just, simply, me.
No worse or better than.
My skin will not be dark or light.
I won't be fat or tall.
The body I once lived in
Won't be part of me at all.
I will finally be perfect.
I will be without a flaw.
I will never make one more mistake,
Or break the smallest law.
And the me that was impatient,
Or was angry, or unkind,
Will simply be a memory.
The me I left behind.
I will travel empty-handed.
There is not a single thing
I have collected in my life
That I would ever want to bring Except. . .
The love of those who loved me,
And the warmth of those who cared.
The happiness and memories
And magic that we shared.
Though I will know the joy of solitude. . .
I'll never be alone. I'll be embraced
By all the family and friends I've ever known.
Although I might not see their faces,
All our hearts will beat as one,
And the circle of our spirits
Will shine brighter than the sun.
I will cherish all the friendship I was fortunate to find,
All love and all the laughter in the place I leave behind.
All these good things will go with me.
They will make my spirit glow.
And that light will shine forever In the next place that I go.


  1. Dear Jeanne,

    So sad and sending my sincere condolences.
    May Judith and the family find comfort at this sad and difficult time.
    Sending my love and hugs