Remembering
Barbara D. Owens

Dear Mr. Owens, I was so saddened to hear about Mr.s. Owens. She was such a lovely woman and I will always remember her kindness to me when I worked at the Tel Hai Garrett Community Center. Please accept my sincere heartfelt condolences for your loss. You and your family will be in my prayers. Sincerely, Carol Fuller

Dear Mr. Owens and Family, We want to extend to you our Love and Sympathy in the loss of your Wife, Mother and Grandmother. Mrs. Owens was certainly "Awesome" at being all three. She will always hold a special place in our hearts. We have been a part of your family since grade school. You have been such excellent role models on how to be there for your children, in good times and tough times. Mrs. Owens was the type of person that never judged but accepted a person for who they are. Always made you feel comfortable just to be around. We are sure Heaven has a special seat just for her. With Much Love, Perry, Terry, Mihali, and Nicholas

Dear Ernie and Family, We are all very sorry for your loss. Some of Bill's best memories of working at Marple Newtown are in connection with his friend Ernie and HIS best friend and wife Barbara. 55 years of marriage is an accomplishment in this day and age. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all.

Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us everyday, unseen, unheard, but always near. Still loved, still missed and dear. Our thoughts and prayers are with all of you. We will never forget Barbara.

Our Prayers and hearts are with you as you remember a wife and mother that as she is welcomed in heaven with open arms. The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long way?" she asked. And the Lord said: "Yes, and the way is hard. And you will better than the beginning." But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried, Nothing will ever be lovelier than this." Then the night came, and the storm, and the and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children. Said. "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.? And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed and when they reached the top, they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you." And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I taught them courage thru leaning on God. Today, I have shown them strength available thru our eternal father." And with the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light." And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, "This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God." And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old . But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said: "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them." And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her, but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence." Your Mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.. Not time, not space...not even death!