| Location | London |
| Age | 28 years |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 13/02/1977 |
| Date of Death | 07/07/2005 |
| Visitors | 3,168 since 29/08/2008 |
| Creator |
Helen was a warm hearted and beautiful person who it was a privilege to have known and loved. She gathered people to her in a unique way and never lost touch with any of her many many friends...she was dearly loved by friends and family and sorely missed when she was killed in the London Bombings of 2005.
ღ ღ ღ ღ All My Love Beautiful Angel ღ ღ ღ ღ
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*ღ.......ღ* *ღHeavenly *ღ.......ღ* *ღ shona sengupta. ..ღ*
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How will heaven be?
As far as I can see
It will have huge bells
And will be situated on clouds
It will have many golden wells
That will so often swell
Rain will be abundant
And the sun will shine all day long
Angels will play on the harp
The sweetest summer song
Music that will touch the heart
While those beneath will shed drops of sorrow
Little will they know what will happen on the morrow
But to them up above
As plain and clear it will be
As far as far as I can see
Yes there will be misty alleys
And lush green meadows
Fresh with the fragrant smell of spring
Winter will never be bitter
Summer never so hot
Autumn never so bare
And resources never so scarce
Food for all will be relished by all.
Grateful we’ll be as grateful can be
Mountains high and strong and brown
Surrounding that hidden land,
Beautiful and vast seas I see
There colour as blue as sapphire can be
And the white waves lashing upon the shore
Sitting on the flattened grey rocks
Who would not call it absolutely heavenly?
However it might actually be,
But can we still not see
There will lie behind this seen
A relieving feeling of bliss
For where not have we been
But is this not by all believed
That after one’s decease
This is the land of eternal peace
Where we all ultimately reach?
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I worked with Helen at KPMG. We worked quite closely on a training project and we spent two weeks in Nice rolling out the programme we had designed together.
She was terrific fun to work with. She was highly intelligent and knowledgeable with a very wicked and sarcastic sense of humour, of which I was often the victim.
We promised to keep in touch and we were meant to be meeting for a drink in June 2005, but she was moving into a new flat so we had to put it off until July. We never spoke nor saw each other again.
I was numbed by the news of her death. Her face haunted me for months, and I could never forget her smile nor her laughter. I visit the 7/7 memorial often and I always smile when I think of her. I consider myself very lucky to have met her, worked with her, got drunk with her and laughed with her.
I shall never forget her and I will always miss her.
"You touched my life
And I touched yours.
Death is but a minor pause.
We'll meet again one of these days
But I'll be with you always"
Nick Foyle
Remembering Our Daughter - by Mariane Holbrook
We'll only remember the good things
Like the day when our baby was born.
How she filled all our lives with such pleasure,
Never knowing that now we would mourn.
We'll only remember the good days,
Like the day when she ran to our arms
And she flashed her big smile so endearing
And displayed her unique baby charms.
We'll only remember the good things
Like the presents she wrapped with her love
And presented her heart to her Parents
Like a gift straight from heaven above.
We'll only remember the fun times
When our family would gather as one,
And our laughter would fill all our household
At the antics of her, our dear Daughter.
So today though we mourn at her passing
And we wipe sorrow's tears from our eyes,
We'll remember this Daughter whom God gave us
And brought so much joy to our lives.
Copyright � 2006 Mariane Holbrook
4th Anniversary
Fourth Year Without Helen
The years have fled by slowly
dragging our unwilling sorrow
moulding us to a different way
where we hide our injury now.
“We will be thinking of you tomorrow”
she said handing me my flowers
wrapped in clear plastic and ready
to place on that special place of yours
tomorrow on the fourth anniversary
of when we saw you no more.
Four years have now passed us by
and the pain is still as raw today
as it was then during those hours
of not knowing but knowing too
and our lives went on hold, till
we knew for certain, you were gone.
So tomorrow we will visit your grave
and think of heavy hearts that mourn
for all who died that day
and then we will look up and see
the incredible green all around
and celebrate the life you enjoyed.
The years have fled by slowly
dragging our unwilling sorrow
moulding us to a different way
where we hide our injury now.
David Gould © 6th July 2009
F.A.M.E.
Families Against Murders Escalating
Families who have been a victim of violent crime fighting to get justice for
their loved ones. Working with the community to change attitudes of the gang
culture and supporting families who have been a victim of violent crime.
Phone Jackie on 07745645714
we got a big march in augs 2009
hope you support us
f.a.m.e123456@live.com
we had to get new email add it not f.a.m.e123456@hotmail.com now
F.A.M.E.
Families Against Murders Escalating
Families who have been a victim of violent crime fighting to get justice for
their loved ones. Working with the community to change attitudes of the gang
culture and supporting families who have been a victim of violent crime.
Email: f.a.m.e123456@hotmail.com
Phone Jackie on 07745645714
we got a big march in augs 2009
hope you support us
so sorry for your loss (Alan snell and Jennifer Bensley)
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Always Near as You Walk Along the Lakeshore
And I am no longer with you
Let no tears fall or sorrow prevail
When you see your reflection shimmer in the water
Smile and know that I see your smile
When you feel the cool grass beneath your feet
And the sun’s warmth upon your back
Know that I feel it also
When you hear the leaves rustling in the wind
Know it is my voice softly whispering to you
When you see a butterfly dancing among flowers
Know that I am dancing also
When you gently touch a puppy’s soft fur
Know that I too feel your touch
When the wind swirls across your skin
Know that it is I who caresses you
When you love another
Know that I too feel your love
Author Unknown
im so sorry for your loss life is so unfair i can only think she was taken cause she was to good for this wicked world xx
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