Paetznick-Garness Funeral Chapel

10/31/2025

These items were left behind after Mick Sippel’s funeral yesterday. Please call if they belong to you!

10/01/2025

06/25/2025

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"When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.

It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me.

It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.

For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost."

Frederick Buechner
Art: Amanda Cass

06/18/2025

Does a young person you're supporting struggle with how to remember and stay connected to their person after they have died? Let them know they can hear from our bereavement support workers about this at our next online Q&A.

Young people aged 13-25 can join us on Zoom and ask any questions they have about grief, memories and staying connected to their person.

📆 7pm, Tuesday 24th June
💻 Zoom
📣 Free but you need to book to get the link – places are limited! ➡️ https://www.eventbrite.com/e/1343708120159?aff=oddtdtcreator

05/07/2025

Grief is proof..

That you can feel your own heart breaking.

Grief is terrifying…

Because it’s impossible to fix the cause of all this pain.

Grief is lonely…

Even in a crowd of people. Because the only one you want to talk to is the one you can’t reach.

Grief is quiet..

When you try to connect with the one who is gone.. and your questions are met with silence.

Grief is exhausting…

Constantly fighting against the current of reality and just wanting to wake up from this nightmare.

Grief is heavy…

Trudging along in these new unrecognizable days in a world now unfamiliar to you.

Grief is a measure..

Of the emptiness…

Of the pain…

Of the love you are still carrying for them.

And will forever.

04/20/2025

No one tells you how strange it is to still be here when someone you love is not.

There’s this quiet ache that never quite leaves....an emptiness that doesn’t make a sound but somehow drowns everything out. It lives in the moments you can’t share, in the silence between conversations, in the fake smiles you wear just to get through the day.

Grief has a way of changing everything. It colors the world differently. Food doesn’t taste the same. Music sounds dull. Joy feels like a memory you once had, but now can’t quite reach.

People say, “Time heals.” But what they don’t say is that time also teaches you how to carry pain without dropping it in public. How to smile while you’re breaking. How to say “I’m fine,” when your chest feels like it’s caving in.

And maybe you’re not even grieving just the person. Maybe now you’re grieving who you were when they were still here. The version of you that had them to lean on. The version of life that made sense.

But even in the wreckage, there’s something brave in you that keeps going. Even when joy feels far. Even when you don’t recognize your own reflection. Even when it would be easier to stay numb.

That’s not weakness. That’s resilience.

You don’t have to know how to fix everything. You just have to take the next breath. The next step. And when you can’t even do that.....just be still. Even stillness is a form of survival.

~ 'Living in the After' by Dealing With Grief Dealing With Grief

~ Art by Kristin Vestgard