Betty L. (Kronholm) Werner

Betty L. (Kronholm) Werner, of Randolph, passed away January 3, 2019 at the age of 89. At the family's request, services are private.

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First Name: Sheila
Last Name: Swanwick
City: Randolph
State: MA
Country: USA
Entry Date: 01/11/2019

Betty and I liked to make quilts together at the senior center. She was very talented at sewing, knitting, and crocheting. I will always remember her; she gave a lot of her time at the senior center. God Bless you Betty


First Name: Kathy
Last Name: Kennedy
City: Randolph
State: MA
Country:
Entry Date: 01/16/2019

So sorry to hear about Betty's passing. She was very active in the craft group here at the Senior Center. She will certainly be missed by all of us. She was so good to the seniors. Sincere sympathies to her family.

Sincerely
Kathy Kennedy R.I.I.C.


First Name: Cheryl
Last Name: Frazier
City: Randolph
State: MA
Country: United States
Entry Date: 01/16/2019

Betty you were so much help. I remember your baking and teaching. The last time I saw you, you looked beautiful. I will miss you.

Kahlil Gibran On Death
On Death
 Kahlil Gibran
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.


In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?


For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?


Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.


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