Epitaphs For a Mother, Wife, Daughter, Sister

Example Epitaphs and Inscriptions for a Mother, Wife, Daughter or Sister for a Gravestone, Monument or Headstone

Listed below are example epitaphs.  For help with writing an epitaph or to talk with us about ordering a monument, headstone, flat marker or memorial plaque for a mother, wife, daughter or sister, call Kornick & Berliner Monument Company of Northern Chicago at 773-764-7600.

Example Epitpahs

She loved people and laughter.
O, Lord I put her in thy hands.
The sweetest sounds to mortals given are heard in Mother, Home and Heaven.
A mother's love grows by giving.
All that I am or ever hope to be I owe to my angel mother.
All women become like their mothers.  That is their tragedy.  No man does.  That's his.
The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.
She had a kindly word for each and she died beloved by all.
She lives with us in memory and will for evermore.
May God grant you eternal rest, dear Mother.
She concealed her tears but shared her smiles.
God took her home, it was his will, but in our hearts she liveth still.
God bless thee wheresoe'er thou art in his great universe today.
She is resting peacefully with Jesus in that beautiful home above.
Her memory is enshrined in our hearts.
Her friendship was an inspiration, her love a blessing.
Resting with those she loved.
She served and kept the faith.
God's greatest gift returned to God--my mother.
Her friends were her world.
Shed not for her the bitter tear nor give the heart to vain regret. Tis but mere ashes that lie here. The gem that filled it sparkles yet.
She would rather give than receive.
God called her from among us to a home of eternal rest.
Always loving: always loved.
To know her was to love her.
She gave so much and demanded so little.
Her children arise up and call her blessed.
A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.
When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
She passed through glory's morning gate and walked in paradise.
Time takes even the simple and small memories we hold of those we love and silently turns them into gold.
She will always be with us...in our hearts, in our memories, in our lives.
She walked in beauty.