God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so He put His arms around you and whispered, “Come To Me” With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you fading away, and though we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest, and although our hearts were broken we knew God Knows Best ….. Author Unknown
The funeral poem above has been placed upon a one of a kind monument in Frankfort KY Cemetery. You can’t help but spot it when you are now leaving the cemetery and I could not help but wonder whom this young man was. Russell “Dale” Stephenson, 21 years old was a son, brother, fiance and someone whose life was taken away at a young age. It seems so unfair his life being cut short by an illness. We as humans find it especially hard to accept death when it’s “premature” and the person had so many things that they did not get to do in life. It’s only when the deceased is much older that we allow ourselves the peaceful feeling that they had a complete life. My heart hurts for his family and friends. RIP Dale!