Louise Osborne - Online Memorial Website
Memorial Website - Louise Osborne
Louise Osborne
Born in Kentucky
63 years
194923
This memorial website was created in remembrance
of a loving family member and friend.
Louise Osborne was born on August 10, 1943
and left this Earth to be with her Heavenly Father
on April 24, 2007.
She will live on forever in our cherished memories and in our hearts...
If you would like to light a candle, offer condolences or share a memory; please feel free to do so by clicking one of the links on the left side of this page.
You may also click on the various links to the left to view all candles, condolences and memories not shown on the main page.
of a loving family member and friend.
Louise Osborne was born on August 10, 1943
and left this Earth to be with her Heavenly Father
on April 24, 2007.
She will live on forever in our cherished memories and in our hearts...
If you would like to light a candle, offer condolences or share a memory; please feel free to do so by clicking one of the links on the left side of this page.
You may also click on the various links to the left to view all candles, condolences and memories not shown on the main page.
Latest Memories
| Anita | April 2012 | April 21, 2012 |
Mom,
It is me. I wish you were here to talk to today. So much is going on that I want to talk to you about. Rose had a stroke and she is missing you so much. It is hard to visit her, parking in the same place, walking the same halls, and not knowing what to say or what is going to happen next.
I always grieve the most this time of year. I look at the calendar every day and wait for the 24th to come. This year is the 5th anniversary. It doesn't get easier.
This year, Rose has been sick and in the hospital or nursing home almost the same time that you were. She has missed the spring flowers blooming and the green leaves coming on the trees. She missed the redbuds and dogwoods, and now she is not seeing and smelling your favorite lilacs bloom.
Doris has had such a rough year. Every day is such a struggle for her. It breaks my heart. We take things like breathing freely for granted. David takes care of her the best he can.
Mamaw is still hanging in there, but she is also disappearing. I don't know what is in her mind, but I know she sees a world of strangers.
Don has better days than others. He has worked on getting all those aches and pains taken care of...things you tried your best to get him to do. He still talks to you. He keeps your car running and clean. He misses you.
Every year that I can, when my lilac blooms, I pick you a little bunch and take them to the cemetery. I know that your spirit and laughter are not there, but I take them anyway. You are due a bouquet any day now. When I start smelling their sweetness filling the air, I miss you so much.
I love you. I wish I could talk to you and tell you I love you again. I miss your laugh so much. You will never die in my heart.
It is me. I wish you were here to talk to today. So much is going on that I want to talk to you about. Rose had a stroke and she is missing you so much. It is hard to visit her, parking in the same place, walking the same halls, and not knowing what to say or what is going to happen next.
I always grieve the most this time of year. I look at the calendar every day and wait for the 24th to come. This year is the 5th anniversary. It doesn't get easier.
This year, Rose has been sick and in the hospital or nursing home almost the same time that you were. She has missed the spring flowers blooming and the green leaves coming on the trees. She missed the redbuds and dogwoods, and now she is not seeing and smelling your favorite lilacs bloom.
Doris has had such a rough year. Every day is such a struggle for her. It breaks my heart. We take things like breathing freely for granted. David takes care of her the best he can.
Mamaw is still hanging in there, but she is also disappearing. I don't know what is in her mind, but I know she sees a world of strangers.
Don has better days than others. He has worked on getting all those aches and pains taken care of...things you tried your best to get him to do. He still talks to you. He keeps your car running and clean. He misses you.
Every year that I can, when my lilac blooms, I pick you a little bunch and take them to the cemetery. I know that your spirit and laughter are not there, but I take them anyway. You are due a bouquet any day now. When I start smelling their sweetness filling the air, I miss you so much.
I love you. I wish I could talk to you and tell you I love you again. I miss your laugh so much. You will never die in my heart.
| Natalie | Natalie | January 22, 2012 |
"Tomorrow is just over the horizon."
| Natalie | Natalie | January 22, 2012 |
Where do I go when all I can do is run? What do I say when all I can manage is a strangled sob? What do I do when I can't.......breathe? It seems like I....don't.....understand. Tommorrow seems so far away. But tommorrow is just over the horizon. Just behind the sun. And tomorrow is beautiful. And safe. And perfect. Doesn't perfect sound nice? Well I'm sure your up there partying the days away. Laughter is always present there. And happiness. Save some cake for me Weesie! I love you so very much. No words can describe. But I am sure that you know.
Memories
Happiness
Remembrance.
Much Love
Natalie
Memories
Happiness
Remembrance.
Much Love
Natalie
| Natalie |
Dear Wease,
This is the third time I wrote this. All the other times it didn't seem right. So here it goes. Third times a charm. I just had to type this in pink. It feels like there is and was no light. Like any trace is in the black folds of loss and buried deep in pain and misery. Like it is all ready dark and the stars and moon refuse to come out and there are constantly rainstorms. We may forget but it is never lost. Then one day it unexpectedly comes rushing to the surface. Then it hits us.And although you keep a straight face, inside you can't help but cry and cry and cry. Did you get a laptop? You should e-mail me. Or call me. I'd like that. Are you coming to my musical? I got a solo! I am so excited! It just won't be the same without you. No I am going to get up there and put on the show of my life. While you are doing your part of course. Your part is coming. And you will be there. Right? I remember the summer you gave us tattoes. They refused to come off. So we had to walk around with tattoed arms and faces. Looking back now I don't mind. I think that was the best summer ever. No. I know that was the best summer ever. Recently I wrote a paper on my inspirations. Even though you are not on the paper you are in my heart. I mean who needs paper when we have computer. Sorry, joking is my way of dealing with it. It is so much better than crying for the rest of my life. Well I will see talk to you later. I love you!!!!!!!!!!!
Natalie
This is the third time I wrote this. All the other times it didn't seem right. So here it goes. Third times a charm. I just had to type this in pink. It feels like there is and was no light. Like any trace is in the black folds of loss and buried deep in pain and misery. Like it is all ready dark and the stars and moon refuse to come out and there are constantly rainstorms. We may forget but it is never lost. Then one day it unexpectedly comes rushing to the surface. Then it hits us.And although you keep a straight face, inside you can't help but cry and cry and cry. Did you get a laptop? You should e-mail me. Or call me. I'd like that. Are you coming to my musical? I got a solo! I am so excited! It just won't be the same without you. No I am going to get up there and put on the show of my life. While you are doing your part of course. Your part is coming. And you will be there. Right? I remember the summer you gave us tattoes. They refused to come off. So we had to walk around with tattoed arms and faces. Looking back now I don't mind. I think that was the best summer ever. No. I know that was the best summer ever. Recently I wrote a paper on my inspirations. Even though you are not on the paper you are in my heart. I mean who needs paper when we have computer. Sorry, joking is my way of dealing with it. It is so much better than crying for the rest of my life. Well I will see talk to you later. I love you!!!!!!!!!!!
Natalie
| Anita |
I miss you mom and I love you. Happy Birthday.
Latest Condolences
| Anita | 2012 | April 21, 2012 |
Mom,
It is me. I wish you were here to talk to today. So much is going on that I want to talk to you about. Rose had a stroke and she is missing you so much. It is hard to visit her, parking in the same place, walking the same halls, and not knowing what to say or what is going to happen next.
I always grieve the most this time of year. I look at the calendar every day and wait for the 24th to come. This year is the 5th anniversary. It doesn't get easier.
This year, Rose has been sick and in the hospital or nursing home almost the same time that you were. She has missed the spring flowers blooming and the green leaves coming on the trees. She missed the redbuds and dogwoods, and now she is not seeing and smelling your favorite lilacs bloom.
Doris has had such a rough year. Every day is such a struggle for her. It breaks my heart. We take things like breathing freely for granted. David takes care of her the best he can.
Mamaw is still hanging in there, but she is also disappearing. I don't know what is in her mind, but I know she sees a world of strangers.
Don has better days than others. He has worked on getting all those aches and pains taken care of...things you tried your best to get him to do. He still talks to you. He keeps your car running and clean. He misses you.
Every year that I can, when my lilac blooms, I pick you a little bunch and take them to the cemetery. I know that your spirit and laughter are not there, but I take them anyway. You are due a bouquet any day now. When I start smelling their sweetness filling the air, I miss you so much.
I love you. I wish I could talk to you and tell you I love you again. I miss your laugh so much. You will never die in my heart.
It is me. I wish you were here to talk to today. So much is going on that I want to talk to you about. Rose had a stroke and she is missing you so much. It is hard to visit her, parking in the same place, walking the same halls, and not knowing what to say or what is going to happen next.
I always grieve the most this time of year. I look at the calendar every day and wait for the 24th to come. This year is the 5th anniversary. It doesn't get easier.
This year, Rose has been sick and in the hospital or nursing home almost the same time that you were. She has missed the spring flowers blooming and the green leaves coming on the trees. She missed the redbuds and dogwoods, and now she is not seeing and smelling your favorite lilacs bloom.
Doris has had such a rough year. Every day is such a struggle for her. It breaks my heart. We take things like breathing freely for granted. David takes care of her the best he can.
Mamaw is still hanging in there, but she is also disappearing. I don't know what is in her mind, but I know she sees a world of strangers.
Don has better days than others. He has worked on getting all those aches and pains taken care of...things you tried your best to get him to do. He still talks to you. He keeps your car running and clean. He misses you.
Every year that I can, when my lilac blooms, I pick you a little bunch and take them to the cemetery. I know that your spirit and laughter are not there, but I take them anyway. You are due a bouquet any day now. When I start smelling their sweetness filling the air, I miss you so much.
I love you. I wish I could talk to you and tell you I love you again. I miss your laugh so much. You will never die in my heart.
| Doris | Poem | July 25, 2007 |
GOD SAW YOU GETTING TIRED
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU
AND WHISPERED COME WITH ME
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU SUFFER
AND SAW YOU FADE AWAY
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY
WE COULD NOT MAKE YOU STAY
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING
HARD WORKING HANDS AT REST
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE
THAT HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST
iT'S LONESOME HERE WITHOUT YOU
WE MISS YOU MORE EACH DAY
LIFE JUST ISN'T THE SAME
SINCE YOU'VE GONE AWAY
WHEN DAYS ARE SAD AND LONELY
AND EVERYTHING GOES WRONG
WE SEEM TO HEAR YOU WHISPER
CHEER UP AND CARRY ON
EACH TIME WE SEE YOUR PICTURE
YOU SEEM TO SMILE AND SAY
DON'T CRY I'M IN GOD'S KEEPING
WE'LL MEET AGAIN SOMEDAY.
| Mickey | I miss you | May 11, 2007 |
Louise, what do you say to your best friend when she isn't there to answer? Everyday I think of something I would like to share with you. Special memories of you will always be with me.