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Carolyn E. (Ross) Johnson

Roses for my sister


Carolyn

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness, here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.


Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2008


Carolyn's daughters
Christen, Kathy and Kaylin
and granddaughter Mariana

SOUTH YARMOUTH — Carolyn Elizabeth (Ross) Johnson, 48 years, died Nov. 23, 2008.

She was born on Nova Scotia, Canada, on Feb. 5, 1960. She moved to the U.S. when she was 16 months old. She attended schools in the Falmouth area.

Before becoming a mother, Carolyn worked with Bonnie Chapin as a bus monitor for Head Start in Falmouth and Woods Hole. She also worked as a waitress at Mary Muffin's in Cataumet. Bonnie also involved Carolyn in rescuing wildlife. Carolyn took in and cared for birds and other small animals. Her love of animals carried into her marriage and her child-rearing years. She loved dogs, cats, raised cockatiels and finches. She also had parakeets, conures, a macaw, a cockatoo and ventured into ducks, chickens and ferrets.

She is predeceased by the parents, Finlay C. Ross and Doris M. Hemmings, and also husbands, Gary A. Johnson and Steven G. "Panama" Pappas. She leaves three daughters, Christen R., Kathy L. and Kaylin E. Pappas, all of South Yarmouth; and a precious granddaughter, Mariana. She was the sister of Donald Ross, and C. Eugene Ross and his wife Lorrie, all of East Falmouth. She also has three nephews and one great-nephew. Also survived by her family by love, Marion and Scott Sargent of East Falmouth; brother, David and wife Kathleen Sargent of Dover, N.H.; two nieces; and sister, Michelle and her husband Scott Osterhuber of Raymond, N.H.



In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Pappas Children Trust, c/o Scott Sargent Trustee, 19 Cedar St., Teaticket, MA 02536.

Remembering Carolyn

  Do not stand at my grave and weep.
  I am not there, I do not sleep.

  I am a thousand winds that blow.
  I am the diamond glints on snow.

  I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
  I am the gentle autumn rain.

  When you awaken in the mornings hush,
  I am the swift uplifting rush
  of quiet birds in circled flight,
  I am the soft stars that shine at night.

  Do not stand at my grave and cry,
  I am not there, I did not die.


Send Me An Angel




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