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Teresa Flynn

My Great Great Aunty Teresa, was born on 12th November 1924 and passed away peacefully in Tameside Hospital on 20th November 2008, my aunty teresa was a very special lady to me, i fist got to know her through my Grandad George her nephew, my grandad said that i had a aunty teresa that lives in hadfield, so i asked the local priest fr don bowdren did he know a lady called teresa flynn and he said yes and pointed me out to her and he took me round to her house where i got to know her about more and i asked her for her phone number and we kept in regular contact with each other, i was an Altar Server down at St Charles Church in Hadfield, and i did her proud serving on the Altar every sunday and weekdays,

My Auntys Funeral took place on Monday 1st December 2008 down at St Charles Church in Hadfield, at 10:30am with a Requiem mass and was conducted by Fr Don Bowdren also present to serve was myself and Mr Adrian McHugh to assit Fr Don Bowdren at funeral Mass followed by an interment at St. Mary's Catholic Cemetery, Wardley Manchester

She was very special i used to see her every day down at the Church, she was a very devouted Catholic and had alot of friends that loved her and cared about her, i loved her and will miss her alot, the funeral itself was memorable and will remember that day

Song which was sung at my aunty's funeral

Now Thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his world rejoices: who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way with countless gifts of love, And still is ours to- day.

O may this bounteous God, Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts and blessed peace to cheer us: And keep us in his grace, And guide us when perplexed, And free us from all ills In this world and the next.

All praise and thanks to God, The father now be given, The Son, and him who reigns with them in highest heaven, The one eternal God, Whom earth and heaven adore, For this it was, is now, And shall be evermore.


The Dragonfly


Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads,
there lived a little water beetle in a community of water
beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond
with few disturbances and interruptions.

Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of
their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and
would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their
friend was dead, gone forever.

Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge
to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would
not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what
he had found at the top.

When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the
surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so
warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body
changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful
blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body
designed for flying.

So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole
new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never
known existed.

Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking
by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and
explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been
before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended.

But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could
not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he
understood that their time would come, when they, too, would
know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off
into his joyous new life!


~Author Unknown~

REST IN PEACE AUNTY TERESA YOU WILL ALWAYS BE IN MY MEMORIES AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU, ALL MY LOVE FROM EMMA JANE LOUISE (GREAT, GREAT NIECE)

Teresa's family would like to thank everyone for their prayerful support and kind expressions of sympathy during this time, to those in attendance today and friends futher afield unable to be with us you will be remmbered in s special Mass of intentions