Emily Brown Obituary

Felicia, Honey I know you lost a wonderful Mother and your best friend. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Your Mom was a wonderful friend to me. When I was sick and in the hospital she even made me chicken soup to get me well. I sure wish I had gotten that special recipe. Jim and I send our love to you.

Felicia and Leroy: Auntie Em always talked about you. She was a joy to work with. She and I would always "smack" each other in the face and say, "She is harassing me!" You are in my prayers. I know Auntie Em is in heaven looking down on all of us and smiling. She has really been missed at Williams Mullen.

Emily was such a joy to know and see at Wiliams Mullen. What a sense of humor she had! She was greatly missed when she retired. She will be missed by all, but am sure she is at peace now. Heaven must be a little rowdy this week!

To Felicia: Whenever your mother spoke the name Felicia here at Williams Mullen, her eyes sparkled as she was filled with pride, and always joy, in her very special daughter. It was obvious to those of us here, that she loved you very much. My prayers and deepest sympathy are with you and your family during this difficult time.

To Auntie Em: I love you and miss the joy that you brought not just to me, but to all of us.

I got news announcing the passing of Ms. Emily from 4 different sources on Monday morning 3/12/08. It was a total shock. Emily & I were "partners in crime". During lunch hours, we visited Costco to sample food for free, we often visited Home Depot, Garden Ridge, or we ate wonton soup every day for weeks and she never complained. Emily was always a "SOUP PERSON", she enjoyed her soup when it was 100 or 20 degrees outside. Ms. Emily Brown always has a special place in my heart. You are in my prayers, Emily.

To Emily's Family:
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's 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.

To Emily:
I hope you know how much I loved you and how much joy and laughter you brought to me and MANY others at Williams Mullen. I am blessed that our paths crossed in this life on earth. I'll be talking with you in my prayers, Emily. God bless you.
Love, Nancy

I was very saddened to learned about Emily’s passing. After reflecting back on the time spent with Emily, I remember that she was always encouraging me to stand up for myself and do what is right in life. You are an angle Emily.

My deepest condolences to the Brown Family. Take comfort in knowing that Emily was loved by all and missed terribly when she retired. She is resting peacefully in the Arms of Jesus.

I am so sorry to learn of Miss Emily's death. She was a well-loved person who brought much wisdom and laughter to those around her. She will be greatly missed by all those who had the great pleasure of knowing her, but Heaven has gained another shining star.

To Felicia, Leroy, and the immediate family: I am so sorry for your loss. Emily was unlike anyone I've ever met. She was truly an angel on borrowed time from heaven, and I guess it was just her time to be called back home.

To Emily: Some people pass through your life and just leave an impression on you, but others are so special they actually become a part of you. You have been a part of me ever since we met. While you've left this life for a better one, I will always carry you with me in my heart. Words cannot accurately convey how much I love you.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

was so sorry to hear of your loss. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help at this time.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

My heart goes out to you at this time and in the days ahead.

I was so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

Miss Emily,
The days just haven't been the same since you retired from Williams, Mullen. The laughs we used to have will never be forgotten and the friendship we shared will always be treasured. I have and will miss you more than words can say. You will remain in my heart forever. Until we meet again...I LOVE YOU MISS EMILY - God Bless

Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.

May your hearts soon be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well-lived.

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief.

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

Thank you for your caring and for all the wonderful memories.Thanks for all the times we needed guidance and a warm shoulder to cry on.Thanks for making us the people we have turned out to be.Thanks for the smiles.Thanks for the kind words,even the times when we didnt agree with each other.Most of all we thank God for giving you to us for the short time we had you.Thanks for being you.We will never stop loving and missing you...

Psalm 23
1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

5Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

6Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
AMEN...

Peace my "Precious, Precious" lovey(soul) MS EMILY

Be Still

Be still like the grass on a melancholy summer day
Be still like desert shrub.

Be calm and you will hear your loved one speak, in the stillness, in the calm, their love resounds.

If you are still this promise I make, you will hear the voice of your loved one helping you along your way.

Warm Summer Sun

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation




Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley

May your hearts soon be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well-lived.

I was so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

I was so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

Death, be not proud

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

Our hearts go out to you at this time and in the days ahead.

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

The loss of someone so close is difficult to bear. We share your grief.

Be Still

Be still like the grass on a melancholy summer day
Be still like desert shrub.

Be calm and you will hear your loved one speak, in the stillness, in the calm, their love resounds.

If you are still this promise I make, you will hear the voice of your loved one helping you along your way.

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken.
No time to say good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to help at this time.

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.

My deepest sympathy and condolences to you. May you receive the comfort of the Lord as a blessed assurance during your time of grief

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation




Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.



Be Still

Be still like the grass on a melancholy summer day
Be still like desert shrub.

Be calm and you will hear your loved one speak, in the stillness, in the calm, their love resounds.

If you are still this promise I make, you will hear the voice of your loved one helping you along your way.