Hello to all
On behalf of my son and I, we would like to thank you all for your beautiful messages of love and support.
Stan was a wonderful husband, father, friend and more. He battled for many years with his Thalassaemia and various other health issues. However over the past almost 1.5 yrs he battled with his biggest enemy cancer.
Stan was a man of intelligence, pride and perfection. He had a great life, achieved many goals and defied the odds. He truly was a remarkable person. Even in his last days he had many come to see him and he thanked them for being such great friends and it was an honor to have known them. Personally it was an honor to have known him.
I was blessed to have him as my soul mate. He has left me many memories too many to mention in fact, but the greatest gift he has left me was our beautiful son and the love we shared for each other. I don’t think anything can ever take that away from me, no matter how much time may pass.
Stan requested a song to be played at his funeral that he felt summed his journey of life to a tee. I share this with you.
I think for somebody to plan their own funeral ittakes alot of strenght and that Stan definately had.
My way by Frank Sinatra
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and every highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spat it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!
Rest in peace sweetheart,
Wherever a beautiful soul has been there is a trail of beautiful memories
Eternally yours , Maria (Miaki)