Missing Mom


          This page is dedicated to the memory of
          a beautiful mother, grandmother and freind,
          Doris Ann Clawson.
          4/17/36 to 4/20/99


          Missing You
          By Peggy Collins (daughter)

          I remember the feel of your loving arms hugging me, The way you would comfort me when I was hurting, In the days when I was a child and when I was old,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember the feel of your hands, the soft touch of your skin, the warmth you generated,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember the smell of your perfume, the softness of your favorite sweater, and the eyes of compassion always on your face,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember the smile on your face, the way your eyes would light up when you would talk of your grandchildren and how much you love them all,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember how much you loved the holidays when you could gather your family around just like a mother hen gathers her chicks,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember setting up the tree together, garnishing with lights and ornaments, and when we finally plugged in the lights, your face would light up as much as the tree itself,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I remember the pain you had to endure the last year of your life, and the courage it took for you to make it through another day. But through the pain, you kept your eyes on Jesus,
          ... and I miss you Mom.

          I know one day, when heaven calls my name I will, on that great day, see you again. Oh, what a day to rejoice, but until then,
          ... I miss you Mom.


          Zachary's Memories
          By Zachary Ward (grandson)

          When asking Zachary (4 yrs old) what he remembers about Gramma Boo Boo, he replied:

          ∑ "Do you bemember that yittle benie gordon car we gave her"

          ∑ "Why did she go to in the hoptishal".

          ∑ "I bemember I call her gramma boo boo because the doctors gave her a shot with a sharp needle"

          ∑ "I saw gramma fly over the beach when we went to the big water to taker her there".


          Just Her Touch
          By Melissa Price (grandaughter)

          Just her touch could aid my pain,
          For it was so strong from the first day,
          For when I first came into this world,
          little did she know my trust she would gain,

          I felt as though she stole my heart,
          right from the beginning, to the end,
          She was my crying shoulder and my guardian angel,
          She was many thing's, but most of all my best friend,
          She was my sun when my sky's were gray,
          She could warm my heart with a gentle hug.
          Safety was what I felt when she was near.

          For all that she did I wish I could repay,
          There's so many regrets, even till this day,
          For I did not get to say good bye,
          But I don't think I would of wanted to,

          I wanted to remember he for the way she was,
          But I believe that the Lord took her in his arms
          and took her up to safety where she will be okay,

          I will miss her so, for everything she has taught me,
          About life and love and all sorts of things,
          But just her touch would make me happy,
          along with her smile that I wish I could still see.

          Grandma's Angel Alway's
          Melissa Price

          (In loving memory and dedication to a loving beautiful grandmother Doris Ann Clawson)


          Trey's Memories
          By Trey Price (grandson)

          When asking Tray (7 years old) what he membered about gramma, who he used to call bummer max, he replied.

          "She cooked good cinnamon toast. "

          "She played video games good."

          "I remember she liked "watching all my children".

          "I remember her face was kind of like Jeremyís, the color."

          "I remember she always squirted max (her dog) with a squirt bottle when he licked me."

          "I remember she gave me big hugs. "

          "She gave me a bugs life bowl and plate for Christmas last year. I really liked it. "

          "She got ice cream and gave me money for ice cream man."

          Linda's Memories
          By Linda Pressy (daughter)

          For mom When someone we love so dear leaves us so quickly it is so heart breaking and sad to not have them here anymore. When it is your mother, there is a never ending yearning for her. I want to call her to tell her things but she doesnít have a phone in heaven. I talk to her all the time and I am sure her angels give her the message.

          My mom had a soft voice and itís in my mind forever. She had a soft caring heart and she loved her children and people. My mom liked to smell good, and I wish I could smell her now.

          Whenever I had a problem I knew I could call her and she would have some words of wisdom to help me get through it.

          She believed in angels and now she is with them. How happy she must be. We love you mom.

          Mom was sick for a long time. We always thought that when the time came for her to leave us, we would not be able to handle it, loose our minds. Well the time came much sooner than we expected. We cried a lot, we hugged a lot, and talked and remembered a lot. Our family was held together by faith. God guided us through her death. Her angels told us she was all right. A peace came over me. God, thank you for your grace and thank you for your angels. Thank you for letting us be the children of Doris Clawson. She taught us how to love and how to have a kind heart.

          Here are two songs that we sing in church and it makes me think of Mom. I think that if she was here, she would like them a lot.

          LOVE YOU SO MUCH
          Hear these praises from a grateful heart
          Each time I think of You
          The praises start
          I Love You so much, Jesus
          I Love You so much.

          Lord I Love You, my soul sings
          In Your presence carried on Your wings
          I Love You so much, Jesus
          I Love You so much.

          How my soul long for You
          Longs to worship You forever
          In Your power and majesty
          I lift my hands, I lift my heart
          I lift my voice toward the heavens
          For You are my sun and my shield.

          ARMS OF LOVE
          I sing a simple song of love
          To my Savior, to my Jesus
          Iím grateful for the things Youíve done
          My loving Savior, oh precious Jesus
          My heart is glad that Youíve called me Your own
          and thereís no place Iíd rather be...

          Than in Your arms of love
          In Your arms of love
          Holding me still, holding me near
          In Your arms of love.

          A Letter to Mom
          Paula "Sandy" Ward (daughter)

          To try to put into words all the feelings that surround me every day since you've been gone seems impossible. You were so much a part of me that I still feel numb at the reality that my momma, who shined so bright despite the pain, is not here. I hear a voice on the phone and in a split second my heart pounds thinking it's you. Some days you are so heavy on my mind I just cry and other "mom" moments can make me laugh uncontrolably. I always feared this time and it is worse than I could have ever imagined.

          Although my selfishness wants you here, I do have the comfort of knowing that your suffering is over. To think back on all that you endured in your life just simply amazes me on how brave and strong you were. How much my kids will miss. You will be forever young to them. I will tell them stories of you and how much you loved us all. I will always keep the memory of "gramma booboo" in them. I believe Zachary when he said he saw you that day on the beach. To hear him say he saw you as an angel flying over the water makes me a little jealous. The innocense of a child allows them so much freedom. What a beautiful sight you must have been.

          I can never thank you enough for being the wonderful mom you were to me. I have so many cherished memories. Even our last day together was so special because I got to try to help take care of you for a change. I can still see that bright twinkle in your eyes, feel the warmth of your hands and hear your laughter so clear. I miss you so much!!!!!!

          Knowing you are in heaven with Jesus and reunited with our loved ones that passed before you fills me with joy. What a wonderful day it will be when we will all be together again. Until then I know you watch over us and know that you are thought of, loved, missed and cherished every day. I hope I can be the "momma" you were to me to my kids. I thank god for giving us the time he did with you since your accident last year. He allowed us to prepare and gave us such precious time with you. It's hard to imagine that we all could have grown closer than we already were. I love you!!!!


          Jeremy's Thoughts
          By Jeremy Price (grandson)

          These are the words to a song from my favorite singer:

          When your hero falls from grace, all fairy tales are uncovered. Myths exposed and pains magnified, the greatest pain discovered.

          You taught me to be strong, but I was confused to see you so weak. You said never to give up, and it hurt to see you welcome defeat.

          When your hero falls so do the stars, and so does the perception of tomorrow. Without my hero there is only me to deal with my sorrow. Your heart ceases to work, and your not happy at all. What are you expected to do, when you hero falls.

          To Gramma,

          I know your gone and never coming back. Iíve learned to accept that. But I know your everywhere I go, because you are always in my heart and mind. I am sometimes trapped in a memory of something we did together. I miss you a lot, but I know you are somewhere you should be. Youíre forever in our hearts and it is still hard to believe youíre not here.

          Love always.
          Jeremy


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          Missing Mom


                  This page is dedicated to the memory of
                  a beautiful mother, grandmother and freind,
                  Doris Ann Clawson.
                  4/16/36 to 4/20/99

                  Missing You
                  By Peggy Collins (daughter)

                  I remember the feel of your loving arms hugging me, The way you would comfort me when I was hurting, In the days when I was a child and when I was old
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember the feel of your hands, the soft touch of your skin, the warmth you generated,
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember the smell of your perfume, the softness of your favorite sweater, and the eyes of compassion always on your face,
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember the smile on your face, the way your eyes would light up when you would talk of your grandchildren and how much you love them all
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember how much you loved the holidays when you could gather your family around just like a mother hen gathers her chicks
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember setting up the tree together, garnishing with lights and ornaments, and when we finally plugged in the lights, your face would light up as much as the tree itself,
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I remember the pain you had to endure the last year of your life, and the courage it took for you to make it through another day. But through the pain, you kept your eyes on Jesus,
                  ... and I miss you Mom.

                  I know one day, when heaven calls my name I will, on that great day, see you again. Oh, what a day to rejoice, but until then,
                  ... I miss you Mom.

                  Zachary's Memories
                  By Zachary Ward (grandson)

                  When asking Zachary (4 yrs old) what he remembers about Gramma Boo Boo, he replied:

                  ∑ "Do you bemember that yittle benie gordon car we gave her"

                  ∑ "Why did she to in the hoptishal".

                  ∑ "I bemember I call her gramma boo boo because the doctors gave her a shot with a sharp needle"

                  ∑ "I saw gramma fly over the beach when we went to the big water to taker her there".

                  Just Her Touch
                  By Melissa Price (grandaughter)

                  Just her touch could aid my pain,
                  For it was so strong from the first day,
                  For when I first came into this world,
                  little did she know my trust she would gain,

                  I felt as though she stole my heart,
                  right from the beginning, to the end,
                  She was my crying shoulder and my guardian angel,
                  She was many thing's, but most of all my best friend,
                  She was my sun when my sky's were gray,
                  She could warm my heart with a gentle hug.
                  Safety was what I felt when she was near.

                  For all that she did I wish I could repay,
                  There's so many regrets, even till this day,
                  For I did not get to say good bye,
                  But I don't think I would of wanted to,

                  I wanted to remember he for the way she was,
                  But I believe that the Lord took her in his arms
                  and took her up to safety where she will be okay,

                  I will miss her so, for everything she has taught me,
                  About life and love and all sorts of things,
                  But just her touch would make me happy,
                  along with her smile that I wish I could still see.

                  Grandma's Angel Alway's
                  Melissa Price

                  (In loving memory and dedication to a loving beautiful grandmother Doris Ann Clawson)

                  Trey's Memories
                  By Trey Price (grandson)

                  When asking Tray (7 years old) what he membered about gramma, who he used to call bummer max, he replied.

                  "She cooked good cinnamon toast. "

                  "She played video games good."

                  "I remember she liked "watching all my children".

                  "I remember her face was kind of like Jeremyís, the color."

                  "I remember she always squirted max (her dog) with a squirt bottle when he licked me."

                  "I remember she gave me big hugs. "

                  "She gave me a bugs life bowl and plate for Christmas last year. I really liked it. "

                  "She got ice cream and gave me money for ice cream man."

                  Linda's Memories
                  By Linda Pressy (daughter)

                  For mom When someone we love so dear leaves us so quickly it is so heart breaking and sad to not have them here anymore. When it is your mother, there is a never ending yearning for her. I want to call her to tell her things but she doesnít have a phone in heaven. I talk to her all the time and I am sure her angels give her the message.

                  My mom had a soft voice and itís in my mind forever. She had a soft caring heart and she loved her children and people. My mom liked to smell good, and I wish I could smell her now.

                  Whenever I had a problem I knew I could call her and she would have some words of wisdom to help me get through it.

                  She believed in angels and now she is with them. How happy she must be. We love you mom.

                  Mom was sick for a long time. We always thought that when the time came for her to leave us, we would not be able to handle it, loose our minds. Well the time came much sooner than we expected. We cried a lot, we hugged a lot, and talked and remembered a lot. Our family was held together by faith. God guided us through her death. Her angels told us she was all right. A peace came over me. God, thank you for your grace and thank you for your angels. Thank you for letting us be the children of Doris Clawson. She taught us how to love and how to have a kind heart.

                  Here are two songs that we sing in church and it makes me think of Mom. I think that if she was here, she would like them a lot.

                  LOVE YOU SO MUCH
                  Hear these praises from a grateful heart
                  Each time I think of You
                  The praises start
                  I Love You so much, Jesus
                  I Love You so much.

                  Lord I Love You, my soul sings
                  In Your presence carried on Your wings
                  I Love You so much, Jesus
                  I Love You so much.

                  How my soul long for You
                  Longs to worship You forever
                  In Your power and majesty
                  I lift my hands, I lift my heart
                  I lift my voice toward the heavens
                  For You are my sun and my shield.

                  ARMS OF LOVE
                  I sing a simple song of love
                  To my Savior, to my Jesus
                  Iím grateful for the things Youíve done
                  My loving Savior, oh precious Jesus
                  My heart is glad that Youíve called me Your own
                  and thereís no place Iíd rather be...

                  Than in Your arms of love
                  In Your arms of love
                  Holding me still, holding me near
                  In Your arms of love.

                  A Letter to Mom
                  Paula "Sandy" Ward (daughter)

                  To try to put into words all the feelings that surround me every day since you've been gone seems impossible. You were so much a part of me that I still feel numb at the reality that my momma, who shined so bright despite the pain, is not here. I hear a voice on the phone and in a split second my heart pounds thinking it's you. Some days you are so heavy on my mind I just cry and other "mom" moments can make me laugh uncontrolably. I always feared this time and it is worse than I could have ever imagined.

                  Although my selfishness wants you here, I do have the comfort of knowing that your suffering is over. To think back on all that you endured in your life just simply amazes me on how brave and strong you were. How much my kids will miss. You will be forever young to them. I will tell them stories of you and how much you loved us all. I will always keep the memory of "gramma booboo" in them. I believe Zachary when he said he saw you that day on the beach. To hear him say he saw you as an angel flying over the water makes me a little jealous. The innocense of a child allows them so much freedom. What a beautiful sight you must have been.

                  I can never thank you enough for being the wonderful mom you were to me. I have so many cherished memories. Even our last day together was so special because I got to try to help take care of you for a change. I can still see that bright twinkle in your eyes, feel the warmth of your hands and hear your laughter so clear. I miss you so much!!!!!!

                  Knowing you are in heaven with Jesus and reunited with our loved ones that passed before you fills me with joy. What a wonderful day it will be when we will all be together again. Until then I know you watch over us and know that you are thought of, loved, missed and cherished every day. I hope I can be the "momma" you were to me to my kids. I thank god for giving us the time he did with you since your accident last year. He allowed us to prepare and gave us such precious time with you. It's hard to imagine that we all could have grown closer than we already were. I love you!!!!


                  Jeremy's Thoughts
                  By Jeremy Price (grandson)

                  These are the words to a song from my favorite singer:

                  When your hero falls from grace, all fairy tales are uncovered. Myths exposed and pains magnified, the greatest pain discovered.

                  You taught me to be strong, but I was confused to see you so weak. You said never to give up, and it hurt to see you welcome defeat.

                  When your hero falls so do the stars, and so does the perception of tomorrow. Without my hero there is only me to deal with my sorrow. Your heart ceases to work, and your not happy at all. What are you expected to do, when you hero falls.

                  To Gramma,

                  I know your gone and never coming back. Iíve learned to accept that. But I know your everywhere I go, because you are always in my heart and mind. I am sometimes trapped in a memory of something we did together. I miss you a lot, but I know you are somewhere you should be. Youíre forever in our hearts and it is still hard to believe youíre not here.

                  Love always.
                  Jeremy


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