Stephanie Dawne Murphy

It is with tremendous heartbreak that we announce the sudden passing of our precious daughter, Stephanie Dawne Murphy, age 35 years on September 16, 2024.

Predeceased by her step-brother, Glenn Rideout, grandparents; Kevin and Ruth Monks, Frank and Marjorie Murphy, and Raymond Rideout.  Uncles; Paul Murphy, Billy Monks, Wayne Rideout and aunt, Phyllis Crocker (Wayne).

Leaving to mourn her loving daughter, Abigaile Murphy Woodford whom she was very proud of and adored.  Her mother, Jackie Monks, father, Geoff Murphy and step-mother, Jenny Rideout.  Her twin sister “twister”, Sarah and brother, Will (Stacie), special nephew, Brodie Lepage and grandmother, Roma Rideout. 

Also, leaving to mourn are aunts; Eileen Monks, Terri Pelan (Allan), Cindy Murphy, Margaret Ann Boudreau (Junior), Gladys Everard (Harry), Bonnie Rideout (Jim Brennan), and Diane Rideout (Ronnie Fitzpatrick), uncles; Brian Murphy (Shirlene), Glen Murphy, Johnny Rideout (Midge), Roddy Rideout (Eileen), Raymie Rideout (Alanna) and Bobby Rideout (Lori MacDonald).  Also remembered by her many cousins and friends.

Special thanks and appreciation to Tobi Noseworthy and Anne and Rex Woodford and families for their kindness and support during this difficult time.

Stephanie will remain in our hearts forever.  Our memories of her will be our strength “until we meet again.”

A private family Catholic Service and inurnment was held on Friday, September 20th, 2024.

As expressions of sympathy, donations in her memory may be made to The Mental Health Association Newfoundland & Labrador (cmhanl.ca).

WHEN I’M GONE

When I come to the end of my journey

And I travel my last weary mile

Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned

And remember only the smile

Forget unkind words I have spoken

Remember some good I have done

Forget that I ever had heartache

And remember I’ve had loads of fun

Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered

And sometimes fell by the way

Remember I have fought some hard battles

And won, ere the close of the day

Then forget to grieve for my going

I would not have you sad for a day

But in summer just gather some flowers

And remember the place where I lay

And come in the shade of evening

When the sun paints the sky in the west

Stand for a few moments beside me

And remember only my best.

Author Mrs. Lyman Hancock