It is with sad hearts we say goodbye to Anita who passed away peacefully in Lions Gate Hospital with family by her side. Daughter to the late Frank and Susie Horton. Predeceased by her husband Rolf Meyer and her siblings Adele, Lenore, Edgar, Jean, Joel, Ron and Richard. Anita leaves behind her son Kurt (Lee), daughter Jo Anne (Dave, former spouse) and son Erich (Tree). Grandchildren Markus, Steven, Aedan, Abby, Samantha, Ben, Bremen, Brock, Bexley and Alison (Lee). Also left to remember Anita are many friends and family across the country and in Germany.
Anita was born in Peterborough, ON and came to Vancouver in 1965. Shortly after she met and married Rolf and discovered Deep Cove, where they settled and raised their family. She loved her weekly girlfriend lunches and spending time at Lake Erroch where she enjoyed many summers and met many great families over the years. Anita was a very witty lady with a great sense of humor and made us laugh often.
We love you forever.
Close the friggin door!!
In lieu of flowers, please donate to Lions Gate Hospital, your local hospital or to your charity of choice.
There will be no funeral service. A celebration of life will be held at a later date.
Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.hollyburnfunerals.com for the Meyer family.
Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or listened to rain slapping the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight,
or gazed at the sun fading into the night?
You better slow down, don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly,
when you ask "How are you?", do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You better slow down, don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow,
and in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a friendship die,
'cause you never had time to call and say hi?
You better slow down, don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere,
you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
it's like an unopened gift thrown away.
Life isn't a race, so take it slower,
hear the music before your song is over.
Farewell, all of you, my life has passed
I dearly loved you till the last
Weep not for me nor sorrow take
But love each other for my sake
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