Micheal Kujawa

1917 - 2007
LocationLondon. Kennington / Poland Birthplace
Age90 years
Cause of DeathVirus
Date of Birth22/04/1917
Date of Death25/05/2007
Visitors4,344 since 04/12/2008
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BORN 22 APPRIL 1917


DIED 25th MAY 2007
DIED DUE TO LOWER RESPIRATORY TRACT INFECTION
POLISH AIR FORCE 1937
POLISH SEAMAN
MY GRANDFATHER WAS A RELIGIOUS MAN,WENT REGULARY CHURCH,PRAYED OFTEN,HIS BEDROOM WAS LIKE A SHRINE
,WITH MANY ICONS OF GOD ETC.HIS WAS A FAMILY MAN WHO DEVOTED HIS LIFE TO HIS SIBLINGS,AND MY
GRANDMOTHER,HE WORSHIPED AND ADORED HIS GRANDCHILDREN,AND GREAT GRANDCHILDREN,LOSING MY TWO BROTHERS
BOTH IN SUDDEN TRAGIC CIRCUMSTANCES,LEFT US ALL BROKEN HEARTED.GRANDDAD FOUND IT HARD TO COME TO
TERMS,CARRIED A HEAVY WEIGHT OF SADNESS AROUND
YOU MENT THE WORLD TO ME AND NANNY STEFA .SHES LOST WITHOUT YOU,YOU WERE HER LIFE,HER
SOULMATE, HER FRIEND AND HER WIFE.
MISS YOU GRANDDAD SO MUCH.
YOU TREATED ME LIKE YOUR DAUGHTER, HAD THE BEST TIMES OF MY LIFE, STAYING THE HOLS, WEEKENDS,
YOU USE TAKE ME SHOPS BUY SWEETS AND GINGER BEER. WE HAD SO MANY HAPPY TIMES, YOU TAKE ME TO
CHURCH TO THE CATHEDERAL WESTMINSTER ,TELL YOU MY LEGS HURT SO YOU CARRIED ME , I WOULD BE
FACINATED WITH THE CONCORDS ,SCREAM TOP MY VOICE WHEN ONE WENT PAST.

WHEN I GREW UP,I STILL WAS LIKE YOUR CHILD,BISCUIT TIN CAME OUT,YOU STILL TALKED ABOUT THE
CONCORDS,EVEN GAVE ME POCKET MONEY, TO GIVE MY CHILDREN. WE CHAT ,LAUGH,HAD SO MANY HAPPY CHILDHOOD
MEMORIES.I GOT THEM NOW,LOCKED IN MY HEART.YOUR BISCUIT TIN,MY PRIDE.MY THREASURE..

YOU WERE SO HAPPY ALWAYS LAUGHING ,NEVER COMPLAINED. ALWAYS GENEROUS WITH YOUR CARING HEART,
GAVE EVERYONE, YOU WAS JUST A LOVED MAN .NEVER CAUSED TROUBLE.
NAN DONT SLEEP PROPERLY. YOU TOOK HER OUT ALMOST EVERY DAY FOR LUNCH, SPOILED HER.
I ARRANGED YOUR FUNERAL, WE HAD TO STAY IN LONDON 4WEEKS .
WAS SO HARD CLOSING YOUR LIFE,
WHERE YOU WERE FOUND ON THE FLOOR,
BROKE MY HEART,
I NEVER THOUGHT IN MY LIFE I WOULD DO ANY THING LIKE THIS,I DID NURSING MANY YEARS,WHEN ITS YOUR OWN
ITS DIFFERENT.
MY HUBBY WAS RUSHED INTO HOSPITAL APROX SAME WEEK YOU MUST OF DIED. THEY THOUGHT HUBBY HAD A
BLEED ON THE BRAIN, I SPENT 1O DAYS AT THE HOSPITAL, I ASKED NAN ALL TIME HAD SHE SPOKE TO YOU.YOU
TOLD NAN YOU GOING BE BUZY FEW DAYS WHAT WITH YOUR APPOINTMENTS HOSPITAL. NAN SAID SHE SPOKE TO
YOU. I ASKED NAN HAD SHE SPOKE AGAIN TO YOU.
WE GOT WORRIED, YOU DIDNT ANSWER YOUR PHONE, NAN WENT WITH A FRIEND SEE IF YOU OK,
POLICE HAD TO BRAKE YOUR DOOR DOWN,
THE NEXT WAS EVERY PERSONS NIGHTMARE.
YOU BROKE OUR HEARTS GRANDAD,
TOO LATE, ANGELS GENTLY CALLED YOUR NAME.
YOU LEFT US WITH MORE EMPTYNESS.
YOU SAW LIFE ..,ENJOYED LIFE....WORKED HARD FOR A LIVING FOR ESSO MANY MANY YEARS.
YOU WERE BEST FRIENDS WITH MY DAD,YOUR SON INLAW. YOU WERE SUCH A QUIET MAN,ALWAYS WELL GROOMED.
HAD YOU COMPLAINED A BIT MORE,CORONER SAID YOU WOULD STILL BE HERE,YOU DIED FROM A CHEST INFECTION,A
COURSE OF ANTIBIOTICS ALL THAT WAS NEEDED.
I DONT UNDERSTAND GRANDAD,NONE OF US DO.YOU WENT GP DAYS BEFORE YOU DIED,I SAW ALL YOUR
MEDICATION.THE DATES.WHY WASNT YOU GIVEN ANTIBIOTICS,ALL YOUR FRIENDS SAW YOU AT GP.


YOU LOVED LIFE, ENJOYED IT TO THE FULL. YOU WERE STUBBON, VERY INDEPENDANT, FAIR PLAY TO
YOU GRANDAD,YOUR AN INSPIRATION TO EVERYONE WHO KNEW YOU...
WISH YOU WOULD EASE NANS PAIN,SHES LONELY IN HER HEART NOW.I TRY TO BRING THAT HAPPY NAN
BACK.WATCHING HER PAIN,IS AS BAD AS LOSING YOU.

WE LOVE YOU GRANDAD SO MUCH, I LOVED YOU LIKE A DAD. YOU NEVER EVEN HAD TO TELL ME OFF, MY
CHRISTINA WAS 3 TIME OF YOUR DEATH, TO YOUNG TO UNDERSTAND,WE STAYED YOURS 4FOR A MONTH, I WANTED TO
REMEMBER EVERYTHING THE WAY YOU HAD IT BEFORE YOU LEFT DIED, DOWN TO THE BREADCRUMBS ON THE BREAD
BOARD,YOUR PAPER ON THE TABLE,EVERY THING SO PERFECT ,NOT A HAIR OUT OF PLACE,PERFECT . THE WAY I
ALWAYS WILL REMEMBER YOU, NOT JUST MY GRANDAD BUT MY FRIEND. I THOUGHT YOU WOULD LIVE FOR EVER
.

A REAL GENTLEMAN EVERYONE SAID AT YOUR FUNNERAL.

I ARRANGED FOR YOU THE BEST FUNNRAL IMAGINABLE. I HAND MADE MYSELF ALL YOUR FLOWER
ARRANGMENTS,KEPT ME BUZY ,I FOLLOWED YOUR INSTUCTIONS AFTER THE CREMATION HERE,YOU WERE FLOWN HOME
TO YOUR HOMELAND TO BE BURRIED SAME GRAVE YOUR BRUV. I WAS GLAD THE FUNNERAL DIRECTERS TOOK LONG
ARRANGING YOUR FUNNERAL. I KNOW ITS SELFISH ,I DIDNT WANT TO LET YOU GO.. IF THAT MAKES
SENCE. I HAD SAME SONGS FOR YOU IN THE CATHEDERIAL IN SOUTHARK AS I HAD FOR MY DAD. WAS GLAD YOU
CAME UNDER THAT CHURCH SO BEAUTIFUL ,I HAD A REALLY NICE PRIEST FATHER JOSEPH.HE GAVE SO MANY
COMFORTING WORDS,ALWAYS FOUND TIME TO CHAT. DIDNT WANT TO HAVE YOU CREMATED. WAS YOUR WISHES. YOU
WOULD AND ARE PROUD OF ME. YOU ALWAYS SAID I WAS A GOOD KID, MY MUM IS VERY LUCKY. I DEVOTED MY
LIFE AROUND MY FAMILY,ALWAYS CARING FOR OTHERS YOU SAY TO ME.THATS WHY I CHOSE TO DO NURSING,
WORKING WITH ELDERLY MENTALLY ILL.
WISH I COULD HAVE YOU BACK GRANDAD LOVE YOU XX MISS YOU XX
♰ ♰ ♰ ♰
YOUR AT PEACE NOW WITH MY TWO BROTHERS KAROLY JR,DIED 17 YRS OLD.DAVID DIED 25, KAROLINE TWIN
DAVID DIED 6 DAYS OLD, AND MY DAD DIED 69 YR OLD.WISH I COULD HAVE YOU ALL BACK. TO SEE YOU ALL
AGAIN, I GUESS I WILL HAVE TO WAIT ,WHEN YOUR ALL LINED UP WAITING AT THE GATE FOR ME,I WANT GREAT
BIG HUGS FROM YOU ALL.MAKE UP LOST TIME.
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THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO LEAVES THEIR HEART ON MY FAMILIES MEMORIALS.EVEN IN YOUR OWN GRIEF.
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MY GRANDAD WAS SO LOVED BY HIS LOCAL COMUNNITY,AT THE SHOPS WHERE HE LIVED,IN HIS MEMORY
GRANDADS PHOTO.A4 HANGS WITH PRIDE ON HIS FRIENDS CHIPSHOP,WHERE GRANDAD SPENT MANY HOURS HAVING A
GOOD CHAT ,WITH EVERYONE.GRANDAD WILL ME SOLEY AND TRUELY MISSED BY THE COMMUNITY.


Dedicated to the loving memory our grandfather loved and missed by so many xxTHIS SONG REFECTS THE
WONDERFUL MAN ,OUR GRANDAD WAS.HE HADS DEFINATLY GONE TO HEAVEN.HE WILL BE REUNITED AGAIN,WITH THOSE
WHO BELIEVED IN HIS FAITH.
GRANDAD WAS THE BEST GRANDAD IN THE WORLD,MY FRIEND AND MY SECOND DAD X


our Special Grandad ♰

Always a smile,
Never a tear,
Even when the time was near,
So brave, so proud
And dignified too,
This Grandad is my tribute to you.

Forever live on,
In my heart,
Since the day that you did part,
The memories, the laughs,
The bad jokes too,
Every day I’ll be missing you.

You travelled so far,
More than most,
But you were never one to boast,
The sun, the sea,
The sunsets too,
Beautiful places for a beautiful you.

You loved your golf,
You were the best,
But now we lay you down to rest,
The cricket, the football,
The rounders too,
A real sportsman and that was you.

The things you achieved,
The thing you have done,
And now at this time the angels have come,
The homework, the maths,
The English too,
So helpful Grandad, also you.

As I say goodbye,
On this day,
The memories will never go away,
Your family, your friend,
Your Angel too,
I, my Grandad, will always love you.

loved forever our grandad xxxxxxxxxxx
love halina and all your family and friends and angels x

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO LEAVES A PIECE OF THEIR LOVE,ON MY GRANDADS GARDEN X.

THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR CANDLES,POEMS,TRIBUTES,PICTURES,GIFTS AND ADDING ME AS A FRIEND.

LOVE ALWAYS TO YOU AND YOUR ANGELS ,GODBLESS LOVE ALWAYS HALINA XXXXXXXXXXX ♰


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Life must go on

Grieve for me, for I would grieve for you.
Then brush away the sorrow and the tears
Life is not over, but begins anew,
with courage you must greet the coming years.
To live forever in the past is wrong;
can only cause you misery and pain.
Dwell not on memories overlong,
with others you must share and care again.
Reach out and comfort those who comfort you;
recall the years, but only for a while.
Nurse not your loneliness; but live again.
Forget not. Remember with a smile.

a Navaho Prayer

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 19, 2009

Our memories build a special bridge
When loved ones have to part
To help us feel were with them still
And soothe a grieving heart
They span the years and warm our lives
Preserving ties that bind
Our memories build a special bridge
And bring us peace of mind

Emily Mathews

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 19, 2009

♥♥GOOD-BYE♥♥

♥I know my time has ended,♥
♥Its time for me to leave. ♥
♥I want you all to know,
You mean so much to me.♥

♥Why I had to go,
Was a mystery to me.♥
♥All I heard was God,
Saying “ Please come♥ home to me.♥”

♥So I left my friends and family,♥
♥I didn’t say goodbye.
All I got to see,♥
♥Were the tears in their eyes.♥

♥But as I saw them crying,♥
♥I asked them not to grieve.♥
♥Knowing how much we care,♥
♥That our love will never cease. ♥

♥You can look up at the sky,♥
And look over to the sea.♥
♥When you feel that gentle breeze,♥
You always think of me.♥

♥When your time comes,
To join me up above.♥
♥We will be reunited,
And still, we’ll have♥ our love.♥

Christine Carmichael October 19, 2009

When we lose a loved one
Our world just falls apart
We think that we cant carry on
With this broken heart
Everything is different now
You're upset and you're annoyed
Your world it seems is shattered
There's such an awful void
There's got to be a reason
And we have to understand
God made us and at any time
Hell reach down for our hand
There might not be a warning
We won't know where or when
The only thing were certain of
Is well meet them once again.

Anon

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 18, 2009

♥ I Believe ♥
(Written By Skip Ewing and Donny Keyes Copyright 2002)
(Song performed by Diamond Rio)

Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been gone
A moment from my side
Like the tears were never cried
Like the hands of time are holding you and me
And with all my heart I'm sure
We're closer than we ever were
I don't have to hear or see
I've got all the proof I need
There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, I believe

That when you die your life goes on
It doesn't end here when you're gone
Every soul is filled with light
It never ends and if I'm right
Our love can even reach across eternity
I believe, I believe

Forever you're a part of me
Forever in the heart of me
I will hold you even longer if I can
The people who don't see the most
Say that I believe in ghosts
And if that makes me crazy
Then I am
'Cause I believe, oh I believe

There are more than angels watching over me
I believe, oh I believe
Every now and then
Soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And I believe
'Cause I believe, oh I believe.

Mel Xxxxx October 18, 2009

Tears

One tiny gentle tear drop
Fell upon the ground
Pain that it carried
Lost without a sound

One tiny gentle tear drop
Landing on a cheek
Strength it had stolen
Left the owner weak

One tiny gentle tear drop
Settled on a mind
Washes the conscience
Of hurt left behind

One tiny gentle tear drop
Displayed its inner core
Never to be noticed
It trickled through the door

One tiny gentle tear drop
Gave up the fight
To join the company of others
Flowing every night

One tiny gentle tear drop
I will keep with me
Just as a reminder
Of how cruel life can be



By Angie

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 18, 2009

THINKING OF YOU XX love halina x

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.............((............ A ray of sunshine came & went
.............) \........... A beautiful treasure only lent
............( , ).......... A prayer
.........._ `|'_......... A tear
...........| () ||........ A memory so dear
...........|.....||....... Each day of our lives
...........|.....||........We wish you were here
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Light a candle for those we mourn.

Into a new life they will be born.

Do not look for them at the gravesite.

They are somewhere else radiating their beautiful light.

They have gone to a new world where there is no darkness, no pain.

Their light and essence will always remain.

Light a candle for those who have left this mortal place.

They are free to travel through time and space.

When we think of them, they are near.

When we sit in a beautiful garden. Their voices we hear.

When we listen to a divine symphony,

We close our eyes, their faces we see.

Light a candle for they have not really gone.

With each flickering flame, in your hearts they will aways remain xx
love halina xxxxxx

Halina A. And Her Angels (Granddaughter) October 17, 2009

♥ I'm ♥............. ♥ Thinking ♥ ........ ♥ Of You ♥ ....... ♥ And Just Sending♥ ................ ♥ You ♥....... .....♥ My ♥ .................... ♥ Love ♥

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LOVE AS
ALWAYS
CLARE
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Mummy Of Baby Angel X Fiancee Of Ian Hackett (GTS Friend) October 17, 2009

Message

DELIVER THIS MESSAGE
SEND GOD MY LOVE
AS YOU FLY AWAY HOME
ON THE WINGS OF A DOVE

WHEN I HEAR YOUR NAME
I WON’T BE SAD
I WILL LOOK TOWARDS HEAVEN
SMILE AND BE GLAD

SIMPLY TO HAVE KNOWN YOU
HAS BEEN MY PLEASURE
MISSED BY ALL WHO KNEW YOU
YOUR MEMORY I WILL TREASURE

FOR ALL OF THE TOMORROWS
YOU DID NOT RECEIVE
I WILL LIVE MY BEST TODAYS
AND IN GOD I’LL BELIEVE

WITH A HOPE THAT ONE DAY
WE WILL ALL MEET AGAIN
GOD’S PROMISE TO US
A LIFE WITHOUT END.

Priscilla Munson

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 17, 2009

How We Survive

If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.

If not,
there is only the sudden horror,
the wrench of being torn apart;
of being reminded
that nothing is permanent,
not even the ones we love,
the ones our lives revolve around.

Life is a fragile affair.
We are all dancing
on the edge of a precipice,
a dizzying cliff so high
we can't see the bottom.

One by one,
we lose those we love most
into the dark ravine.

So we must cherish them
without reservation.
Now.
Today.
This minute.
We will lose them
or they will lose us
someday.
This is certain.
There is no time for bickering.
And their loss
will leave a great pit in our hearts;
a pit we struggle to avoid
during the day
and fall into at night.

Some,
unable to accept this loss,
unable to determine
the worth of life without them,
jump into that black pit
spiritually or physically,
hoping to find them there.

And some survive
the shock,
the denial,
the horror,
the bargaining,
the barren, empty aching,
the unanswered prayers,
the sleepless nights
when their breath is crushed
under the weight of silence
and all that it means.

Somehow, some survive all that and,
like a flower opening after a storm,
they slowly begin to remember
the one they lost
in a different way...

The laughter,
the irrepressible spirit,
the generous heart,
the way their smile made them feel,
the encouragement they gave
even as their own dreams were dying.

And in time, they fill the pit
with other memories
the only memories that really matter.

We will still cry.
We will always cry.
But with loving reflection
more than hopeless longing.

And that is how we survive.
That is how the story should end.
That is how they would want it to be.

- Mark Rickerby

Joanne Stella'S Mam (Friend) October 17, 2009
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