My abiding memory of Mrs Stephens (as she was always known to us strapping lads who dropped by to see Ben) was her friendly welcome through the kitchen window whilst trying to get Ben or Dan to eat some dinner. Her meals were always delicious and it was considered a good result if we got to eat some too. She always asked how we were and what we were up to, what were our siblings doing etc. I know via Ben that she put in a long and brave fight against her condition and sincerely hope that she has found peace. Dave Buckeridge

Home by Beverly Lyn When God reached down And collected her soul She reached up knowing She had to go Slipping away peacefully Her body remained One final look back She smiled Reaching home again A place she’d forgot Past memories came flooding With splendor and awe God gave back sights We can not imagine She finally found Her home Heaven We remember her daily She does the same We Love her always It will never change When it’s my time to go There is one thing I know That she will be smiling All the way home GOOD BYE AUNT, YOU ARE ALWAYS IN MY HEART.

I scarcely knew Martina but I know how much commitment you had to one another from the beginning and how much you meant to one another. Thinking of you. Hugh Malcolm (Canberra)

Memorial By Beverly Lyn If tears could build a stairway and heartaches make a lane, we'd walk the path to Heaven and bring you back again. A heart of gold stopped beating A shining smile at rest God broke our hearts to prove he only takes the best. Our family chain is broken again and nothing seems the same, But God will call us one by one and the chain will link again.

FAREWELL The sand of time are running low And soon my children I must go My heart with love for you is filled But soon its beating must be stilled I leave no treasures of any kind Only my love I leave behind Take it and share it between sister and brother And always be kind to one another Weep not beside the grave for me Don't bring me flowers I cannot see Only ashes lie neath the cold sod Just pray that my soul has gone with God Some of you perhaps may weep When my eyes are closed in eternal sleep But try to remember it won't be forever For God can bring our spirits together I pray that I go to a world far above To be with the others that I love And to wait awhile on that Heavenly plain Until the day we shall meet again. R.I.P auntie...I love you

I thought I saw your face today In the sparkle of the morning sun. And then I heard the angel say “Her work on earth is now done.” How I wished we talked of our troubled past, And forget all that has been said. I can’t remember when I saw you last, It may well be when Andrew and I wed. You've changed so many lives Of others that you have touched With all my heart I thank you For making all my dreams come true. I wish I said my last goodbye to you For you are now in Heaven above the deep blue skies May you Rest In Peace and that is true, In my heart and mind you will forever stay.   RIP Aunty Tina.... xoxo Love, Martina Widjaja

I thought I saw your face today In the sparkle of the morning sun. And then I heard the angel said: “Her work on earth is now done.” How I wished we talked of our troubled past, And forget all that has been said. I can’t remember when I saw you last, It may well be when Andrew and I have wed. You've changed so many lives Of others that you have touched With all my heart I thank you For making all my dreams come true. I wish I said my last goodbye to you For you are now in Heaven above the deep blue skies May you Rest In Peace and that is true, In my heart and mind you will forever stay.   RIP Aunty Tina