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| Hello |
January 13, 2012 15:34 |
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Jorge Perez
Medford, Oregon |
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Hi Paula, I know time is insignificant in your celestial home, but happy New Year anyways. I want to thank Mr. and Mrs. Ashby for having put you in this world for us to have crossed paths. I wish the Ashby Family the best in this world. |
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| paula |
December 12, 2011 19:47 |
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xo
xo |
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to lights that never go out |
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| Remembering |
December 12, 2011 16:55 |
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Jenn
Oakville, ON |
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Thinking of you today. |
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| Thinking of You |
December 16, 2010 12:13 |
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Kristin
Milton |
I am thinking of you today and googled your name...I had no idea this site existed. I have spent the morning with tears and smiles, reading so many fond memories of you. You have touched so many lives...
I want to extend my thoughts to your parents and your sister, Lesley...I always think of you and Paula at this time of year with sadness and fond memories. I wish I could have extended my deepest condolences years ago, Paula was so dearly loved and is so sadly missed. I am so so sorry for your loss. Your home was always a place where I felt warmth, comfort and fun. You were always gracious and welcoming and I loved to be with you, at your table or sleeping on your basement floor with Briar and Paula giggling and listening to music, contemplating life, writing poetry and cheers-ing to teenage angst. Paula's motivating, positive energy helped me grow and become the person I am. She influenced me so much and I loved and admired her so.
A memory of Paula...
I remember Paula trying to teach me how to ride that silly dirt bike. I made it to the end of the driveway and crashed into the bushes and for some reason didn't let go, it just spun around and around. I still have the scar and still remember laughing until we peed. I can hear her giggle and see her dancing and jumping, "yipee", as I "gave'er" down the drive. I can feel the wind as I hugged your waist and rode behind you on that bike, knee still bleeding (no longer allowed to ride it on my own) helmetless with Tiga running behind, trepassing through your neighbours fields and hilly driveways. The creek, we splashed through and floated down as if we were children, not teens. We danced and sang by the fire...You encouraged me to ride down rapids (even though I only knew the doggie paddle, "don't worry that paddler will save you!"), jump off cliffs, climb rocks, run, ski, drive and dance...I was invincable with you...
I imagine you in a heaven with eternal highs, a breeze you feel when you ride your bike down a hill, the warmth of the sun, the kind you feel when you are at peace. You lived everyday to its fullest, every memory and moment was both deep and fun and full of life, energy and light. I think of you often and feel your spirit. I miss you and remember you advice often, "keep it real and live as if it's your last".
-Kristin |
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| Thinking of you today lovely |
December 14, 2010 15:09 |
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lynne
fort mcmurray (previously calgary) |
i've been thinking of you lovely friend...especially since recently i have been reminded about what it's like to lose people because of the senseless acts humans make.
you are so beautiful and inspiring. thank you for touching my life and reminding me often about what living is about. |
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| Miss You |
December 12, 2010 23:05 |
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Corey
Calgary |
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A day to forget...a life worth remembering. Miss you friend. |
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| motivation |
November 4, 2010 14:33 |
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Jasmine
Saskatoon |
I am having night terrors again...
I remember discussing them with you once. 'Relax,' you said. "What's meant to be, will be.'
Everything feels so overwhelming... and the exhaustion saps all of my motivation.
Until I think 'What would Paula say?'
And then it's easier... to pick myself up, shake it all off, and try again. |
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| ascent |
July 28, 2010 01:41 |
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les
head in the clouds |
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This is my dream as I remember it. And how it felt.
We are climbing. You are the lead. We are up very high; dangerously high, into the blustery winds. I can feel ice granules prickle my face. I am getting very tired. My muscles are jittery. I close my eyes and press my head against the mountain and try to catch my breath. Through the thunder of angry winds I can hear my heart thumping against the rock face. I look up at you and you are not there, I see only a vortex of snow, ice and cloud.
“PAULA!” I scream. “Wait for me!” I strain to hear the sound of your voice in the wind, but it is not there. “PAULA...!” I yell again up into the void where ice, snow, wind is caught in my nose, eyes, mouth. I am angry now. I dig my crampons into the (goddamn!) icy rock and blindly reach for any handholds available and attempt to scamper up the mountain. I think of how stubborn you are. It is less about climbing now and more about chasing you.
Then I hear your laughter in the wind. You are laughing?! “PAULA WAIT FOR ME!” I scream at you, incredulous, frustrated.
Suddenly you are there. Your face. You are smiling. “We are almost there.” You say. I am angry at you. And then you are gone again; you have disappeared into the blizzard. “PAULA..!” I call after you.
I want you to stop. I want to have a conversation. I want you to stop and talk to me.
I press on. (I don’t know why but) I close my eyes to the wind, reach up into the air, and aimlessly pat the rock above in search of your foot, or your rope, or your hand, like a blind woman grasping for the next rung on a ladder. I am desperate now. I recklessly climb as high and as fast as I’ve ever climbed.
It seems eons. Breathless, I pull myself over the last ledge... I have reached the summit. I have climbed as high as I can go.
It is silent. The wind has muted. The air is clear. It is sunny. My heartbeat slows. The snow is magical in the sunlight. I look around for you. You are not there. There is no sign of you. There is no rope, no footprints...
I stand in the beauty of my surroundings. Were you ever here at all?
Yes you were. You were here.
And then I understand.
I realise sadly, but calmly, that you are where I cannot go. I cannot catch you. You are up too high; on an altogether different ascent.
I understand, Paula. I love you. |
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| passed thru my mind today.... |
May 15, 2010 17:40 |
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Cath
AZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ |
you danced through my memory today... you laughed - i smiled...
it instantly became a better day |
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| the sea |
May 13, 2010 09:50 |
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me
near |
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i CAN'T believe THAT song was playing at THAT exact moment!
some things just cannot be explained
or understood
and i like it this way
the way it is!
thanks for being near.
"Flocking to the sea...
Crowds of people wait for me
Seagulls scavenge,
Steal ice cream
Worries vanish
Within my dream
I left my soul there,
Down by the sea
I lost control here
Living free..." |
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| April 27 |
April 27, 2010 13:44 |
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bum
head |
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i probably shouldn't write a whole lot b/c as you know i've allowed anger to seep back up to the surface
i'm wokring on it. 'the anger' i mean. i'll probably always be a little 'angry' but i'm working on it...
i wish you could join me in the ocean.
sigh...you and me surfing...
getting hard to get started on some things without you
but i am grateful for the "little things"
that we know are not so little |
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| no real reason |
March 17, 2010 21:29 |
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catherine tonner
sunny arizona |
well... here i am... relaxing in arizona with the parents and brother and what is on TV??? some special about Larry Bird.... and I'm taken back to the day when you forced me (albeit - half hearted-ly) to watch the new MAGIC JOHNSTON dvd...
i want to say that you had recently had your wisdom teeth removed and i was hanging out to help pass the awful swollen bruised time.... those were the days, those were the days.
a day doesn't go by - that i don't think about you...
i love and miss you daily
cath xo |
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| Thinking of you |
January 13, 2010 18:25 |
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Jamie P
Muskoka |
Hey P
I know it took me way too long to write on here, but I just couldn't. I think of you all the time, remembering our crazy high school days, and then hanging out together out west. I smile and sometimes laugh out loud when i think of you. thanks. |
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| Running |
December 16, 2009 23:06 |
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Lesley Wigmore
Banff, AB |
Paula,
My husband always reminds me that you are watching when I'm having a moment of weakness during our daily run. I think of you often. |
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| Remembering |
December 13, 2009 21:54 |
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Jenn
Oakville, ON |
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Thinking of you and your loved ones. |
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| Miss You |
December 12, 2009 20:04 |
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Lindsay
Calgary |
Thinking of you today…I can’t believe it has been five years since I have had a high five or “great job little buddy” come my way. My life was changed forever on this day but I am a better person for having you in my life. Thanks for all your love and support not a day goes by that I don’t feel it!
Rest well my friend…luv always
Lindsay |
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| Miss you |
December 12, 2009 10:29 |
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Aunt Linda
Sarnia |
My Dear niece I acknowledge this day.You are much loved and missed.
Love Aunt Linda
X0 |
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| I did it... |
December 12, 2009 02:52 |
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Jasmine
Saskatoon |
Well... I finished the exam to end all exams today...
All of the slog to get to this place that you were so sure I'd be... thank you for your help. I could never have done it without you. |
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| mountaineering thesis |
November 11, 2009 01:16 |
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sister
oz |
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Found this on the net!
I never told you ('cause I guess I was too young to understand all what writing a thesis entailed), but good job and congrats and I'm proud of you as always.
http://amicus.collectionscanada.gc.ca/aaweb-bin/aamain/itemdisp?sessionKey=999999999_142&l=0&d=2&v=0&lvl=1&itm=20393274 |
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| Thinking of you |
October 12, 2009 17:33 |
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Jorge Perez
Medford, OR |
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Hello Paula, it was 10 years ago the last time I saw you in person and I haven't gone a day where I don't crack a smile when you come into my thoughts. Thanks for the memories. |
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