Richard T. “Uncle Fuzzy” Britton

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Richard T. “Uncle Fuzzy” Britton

Birth
Death
16 Dec 2011
Burial
Livonia, Livingston County, New York, USA Add to Map
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He is greatly missed by his mother, his siblings, his son and all his nieces and nephews, who were all very Special to him. He was known affectionately as "Uncle Fuzzy".

We are connected...my child and I...by an invisible cord...not seen by the eye...It's not like the cord that connects us 'till birth...this cord can't be seen by any on earth....This cord does its work...right from the start...It binds us together....attached to my heart...I know that it's there...though no one can see...the invisible cord from my child to me......The strength of this cord is hard to describe...It can't be destroyed...it can't be denied.....It's stronger than any cord man could create....It withstands the test...can hold any weight.....And though you are gone...though you are not here with me....This cord is still there...but no one can see......It pulls at my heart...I am bruised...I am sore....But this cord is my lifeline...as never before......I am thankful that God connects us this way....A mother and child....death can't take it away!

Author Unknown to me.

This poem says it so wonderfully. When the pain is so fresh and cuts so deep, it's hard to speak the words from the depths of your heart & soul.

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They say there is a reason, They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason, Will change the way I feel,
For no one knows the heartache, That lies behind our smiles,
No one knows how many times, We have broken down and cried,
We want to tell you something, So there won't be any doubt,
You're so wonderful to think of, But so hard to live without.

Author unknown to me.

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He is greatly missed by his mother, his siblings, his son and all his nieces and nephews, who were all very Special to him. He was known affectionately as "Uncle Fuzzy".

We are connected...my child and I...by an invisible cord...not seen by the eye...It's not like the cord that connects us 'till birth...this cord can't be seen by any on earth....This cord does its work...right from the start...It binds us together....attached to my heart...I know that it's there...though no one can see...the invisible cord from my child to me......The strength of this cord is hard to describe...It can't be destroyed...it can't be denied.....It's stronger than any cord man could create....It withstands the test...can hold any weight.....And though you are gone...though you are not here with me....This cord is still there...but no one can see......It pulls at my heart...I am bruised...I am sore....But this cord is my lifeline...as never before......I am thankful that God connects us this way....A mother and child....death can't take it away!

Author Unknown to me.

This poem says it so wonderfully. When the pain is so fresh and cuts so deep, it's hard to speak the words from the depths of your heart & soul.

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They say there is a reason, They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason, Will change the way I feel,
For no one knows the heartache, That lies behind our smiles,
No one knows how many times, We have broken down and cried,
We want to tell you something, So there won't be any doubt,
You're so wonderful to think of, But so hard to live without.

Author unknown to me.

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