Dedicated to the memory of Pat Budgen

This site is a tribute to Pat Budgen. She is much loved and will always be remembered.

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There comes a time There comes a time to every mortal being, Whate’er his station or his lot in life, When his sad soul yearns for the final freeing from all this jarring and unceasing strife. There comes a time, when, having lost its savour, The salt of wealth is worthless; when the mind grows wearied with the world’s capricious favour, and sighs for something that it cannot find. There comes a time, when, though kind friends are thronging about our pathway with sweet acts of grace, We feel a vast and overwhelming longing for something that we cannot name or place. There comes a time, when, with earth’s best love by us, To feed the heart’s great hunger and desire, We find not even this can satisfy us; The soul within us cries for something higher. What greater proof need we that we inherit A life immortal in another sphere? It is the homesick longing of the spirit that cannot find its satisfaction here. by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Deborah
14th August 2018
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Pat. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by St Catherine's Hospice on 11/08/2018
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
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