Sunrise: 09th July, 1953 Sunset: 21st October, 2016

Sandra LynchOfficiating Minister: Dr. Rev. Raymond Boca

Wednesday 26th October, 2016 at 3:00 P.M.

Service:Belgroves Memorial Chapel ED

# 10 Orange Grove Road, Trincity.

Interment:Orange Grove Memorial Gardens

# 10 Orange Grove Road,Trincity.

A Life of Purpose

The family of

Sandra Lynch

There are those whose lives death cannot diminish.Their love radiates forever in the hearts of family and friends.

We felt that love in your thoughtfulness.Thank you so much.

May God Bless You!!!

Sandra will be lovingly remembered as the:Wife of: Joseph Christopher M. Lynch

Daughter of: Arthur & Fenella Isaac {Both deceased}

Sister of: Jasmine, Ingrid,Margaret,Cynthia {deceased}, Henry, Geraldine, Godfrey, Russell, Merle{deceased},

June {deceased},Elmie, Thomas, Joan & Betty.

Aunt of: Rachel, Ria Marie, Jewel, Jaylene, Sheldon, Neil and The Lyons, Greig,Tull & Isaac Families.

Mother Figure to: Sati Dandrade & many others.

Friend to: Rachel Dedier & Sherrie Purvis.

Special Thanks to: Dr. Albert Persad, Dr. Richard Joseph, The Doctors & Nurses at the Caura Palliative Care

Unit,Meng{her Nurse}, Caregivers Angela,Teressa & Otania.

Order of ServiceProcessional

If I Could Help Somebody

Welcome & Opening Prayer

Scripture Reading {Ecclesiastes Ch. 3 – 8}

{When We All Get to Heaven}

Tribute {Isaac Thomas-Brother}

{My Jesus I Love Thee}

Expression of Thanks {Joseph Christopher M. Lynch-Husband}

Homily {Dr. Rev. Raymond Boca}

{It is Well With My Soul}

Sing the wonderous love of Jesus,Sing His Mercy and His grace;In the mansions bright and blessedHe'll prepare for us a place.

When we all get to heaven,What a day of rejoicing that will be,When we all see Jesus,We'll sing and shout the victory.

While we walk the pilgrim pathway,Clouds will overspread the sky;But when travelling days are over,Not a shadow, not a sigh

Let us then be true and faithful, Trusting, serving everyday;Just one glimpse of Him in glory,Will the toils of life repay

Onward to the prize before usSoon His beauty we'll behold;Soon the pearly gates will open,We shall tread the streets of gold.

When We All Get To Heaven

I can't say the words because the reality of your loss sets in and it's too much to comprehend Aunty I want you to know this. I am grateful for the love you had for me, grateful for everything you have ever done for me, I may not have said this often enough but I am the person I am today because of you, because of your love and your belief. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for teaching me all of life's lessons. Thank you for your patience because I know it hasn't always been easy. Rest in peace my guardian angel.

Love Your Rach Rach

Tribute

So …….my sister Sandra has ended her journey on this earth, a journey marked by her love for family, a strong compulsion to assist others, of every creed, race and socioeconomic status, indeed anyone who needed help. A journey that exemplified efficiency and commit-ment in a nutshell professionalism in the very quiet and private manner in which Sandra conducted her life. These were attributes that characterized her very being, that enabled her to successfully navi-gate her youthful years and education to arrive at the high point of her career, to perform at the very sensitive rank of Deputy Permanent Secretary in the equally sensitive Ministry of National Security. They were qualities that allowed her to face her challenges bravely and without complaint, so amply demonstrated during the last three months, the very short time during which she had to say a final good-bye. And she leaves with gratitude to her family, including her siblings and her nieces Rach Rach and RiRi who rallied around her to the very end. There is always sorrow in parting, but we all take comfort that Sandra’s journey was well traversed and inspiring to us all. The gratitude and love is warmly returned to Sandra.

Rest in Peace my sister, my friend. Toy Toy.

My Jesus I Love TheeMy Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine,

For Thee all the follies of sin I resign;My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;

If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I love Thee, because Thou hast first loved me,And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree;

I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow:If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I'll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,

If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright,

I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow,If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll; whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to

say,It is well, it is well with my soul.

It is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul!

Though Satan should buffet, tho' trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control,That Christ has regarded my helpless

estate,And hath shed his own blood for

my soul.

My sin oh, the bliss of this glorious tho't,My sin not in part, but the wholeIs nail'd to the cross and I bear it no more, praise the Lord, praise

the Lord O my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be roll'd back as a scroll,The trump shall resound and

the Lord shall descend,“Even so” it is well with my soul.

It Is Well With My Soul

Tribute to Sandra

Ladies and gentlemen, “I can safely say that Sandra was MY FRIEND”. I met Sandra 27 years ago when I joined women’s of glow group, and there was an instant connection. This connection allowed us to grow closer as friends with each passing year. As a result, she became the friend I would confide in and seek advice from regularly.Sandra has always been there for my family and I. She would go above and beyond to help a friend in need and I am grateful to have known this loving, caring and peaceful individual. Over the years we have experienced memo-rable moments and shared many laughs together, for that, I thank God for allowing us to cross paths.

Even though her final days may not have been her best, it was a pleasure for me to be with her, during her most trying times. Sandra loved the Lord and I can say with confidence that she has gone to meet her heavenly father. This is not goodbye but see you later because one day we will meet again, my dear friend.SANDRAA woman of LOVEA woman of SUBSTANCEA woman that would never leave MY HEART

TributeRachel Gibbons

Dear Aunty Sandra, you were an amazing woman, strong, beautiful and determined. Aunty you believed in me, believed in my potential before I believed in myself. From Saturday lessons, to church on Sunday, baking cakes, breads and pizzas. Always trying to instill patience. Aunty I have to say I am very sorry, I still have no patience. Aunty you have always been my guardian angel my direct line to God. I felt safe knowing that you were always a phone call away. Now I feel even safer knowing that you are sitting with God, always watching over me, guiding my actions and my thoughts. I can't describe how much you meant too me without breaking down.

Tribute to my sister.

A Bible verse that reminds me of my sistet is Ecclesiates chapter 7 vs. 1: "A good reputation is more valuable than costly perfume ". I know that is the legacy , my sister is leaving behind. A good reputation. I am so thank-ful for the two weeks I spent with her just before she died. Her words and her joyful attitude during that time inspired me and I know becuse of the words that we shared together that Sandra is in a much better place today. Even though I will miss her terribly , I know this goodbye is only temporary because of the Hope that we have in Jesus we will see each other again someday. Thank you sis for all the good memories. I love you and look forward to our time in eternity.

Tributes

Kavita & Simone The dictionary defines Sandra as the feminine form of Alexander, meaning the defender of men. We define Sandra as the true meaning of a warrior, a true public servant, a mother, a mentor and a friend. She was always our listening ear, our greatest defender and the one to push us further. We could never have guessed the lasting influence and impact she would have on our lives when we met so many years ago.

Sandra Lynch, or SL as we loved to call her, loved children. This was evident every time a child came into the Section. Work would instantly cease so she could hold or play with the child. She was a great grandmother figure to both our children, always encouraging us to push them and to be the best mothers we could ever be. For that, we and our children thank you!

Throughout the years, we had our ups and downs.On some days it felt like more downs than ups. She would know when she got us angry, cause those were the times she would come and sit outside with us with tension in the air so thick we could cut it. However, before the day was done, she would make up with us in her way…bring-ing juice, playing with our hair and calling us her doo-doo. The day she started calling us Kavita Lynch and Simone Lynch was the day we knew how much we meant to her. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for us and we for her.

We will always remember her floating down the corridors, we swore her feet never touched the ground, calling our names long before she reached the door. We never knew how hearing her approaching would make us become instantly productive. Oh how we miss those days!

Her pet names for us, like big head dope, cane cutter legs, semi-retarded, little indian girl and that big eye one. Sometimes even documented in little notes she would leave for us from time to time.

And ohhh her slangs - from keep your mouth like a purse and always wanting to put someone in a barrel and roll them in the sea, she will be missed. SL was always willing to help someone from as early in her life as in Naparima Girls to becoming a public servant and during her retirement. SL was always looking out for the less fortunate; for she always felt that there was no one to champion their cause.

I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free,I'm following the path God laid for me.I took his hand when I heard his call,

I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,To laugh, to love, to work, to play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way,I've found that peace at the close of the day.

If my parting has left a void,Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,Ah yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.My Life's been full, I savoured much,

Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch,

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.Lift up your heart and share with me,God wanted me now, He set me free.

So here we are today, at this time, at this place, not mourning her death but to celebrate her life. She has touched so many hearts with her kindness, with her ability to put aside position and focus on people, to her ability to push you to become the best you possible. Today, we come together to celebrate her life and oh what a great life it has been. To promise her that we will keep her legacy alive, by facing each day with the many lessons she has taught us. Without her, we would not be the people that we are today.

Before we end, please allow us to borrow most of our final words from Elton John, who wrote it best—

Goodbye my Queen May you always glow in our heartsYou had the grace to hold yourself While your life fell apartYou call out to us in vain For we never felt your pain Now you’ll belong to heavenAnd the stars spell out your name.

And it seemed to usYou lived your life Like a candle in the windNow fading with the sunsetEven when the rains set in And your footsteps will always fall hereLeaving holes in our hearts Your candles burned out long before Your legend ever will.

Goodbye our Sandra Rose Until we see you again You will ever stay in our hearts You were a light to us More than you will ever know.

Rest in Peace our Sandra Lynch our SL. God is waiting with his arms wide open to welcome his angel home.

Tributes

Ria's Tribute Dear Aunty,

You were really more of my mommy. From gleefully awaiting my favoriite bedtime stories as a young child, to our countless 'limes', my graduations, church, conversations for hours until we are both parched and tired... all your beautifully quirky habits that always made me laugh hysterically (and sometimes feel a little embarrassed haha), if I list the memories of you that I cherish the tribute will never end. So instead, I simply say thank you. Thank you aunty for being a mother, mentor and friend. Thank you for teaching me about the true definition of love, family, friendship and God. Thank you for being the most valuable constant in my life, making me believe not only in my potential but in my worth and right to be on this planet... and to Make It Count for something that is greater than myself. Thank you for enveloping me with your unwavering love and support through every challenge I have faced, from heartbreaks, to betrayals, sickness, to panic and doubt over exams! You have instilled a deep belief in me about God, and the potential He put within me. I have been blessed to learn integrity, discipline, service, charity, faith and the value of living authentically from the best teacher available in the flesh. From your lessons about financial saavy to damn near forcing me to get my license, you have ALWAYS had my best interest at heart and everyone who knew you, knew of your love and dedication to me.

It pains me immensely to even attempt to say good-bye to you aunty. I hate that we did not have more time. I will continue to do all the things you wanted me to, so that when you look down aunty, you can smile knowing your energy was not wasted. Like only a Sandra Lynch can, you have made a wise investment in me aunty, that's my promise to you as I attempt a life I have never known before... one without you here.

Of all the things I miss, but want to thank you for, you mere presence is the one that aches me the most. So I thank God for memories, and I thank you for always reminding me, in your gentle and sweet voice

... 'Many waters quench love, nor can floods drown it. Aunty loves you Riri.'

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