Please Take the time out and sign the guestbook and share with everyone something that you remember about Jean that touched you.

What can I say about Mom? She was a mother, and she embraced her profession with passion and determination and had that same passion in her personal relationships with all her children. She did not only teach us about school, but most importantly, she taught us about life. She wasn't shelfish as evidenced by her worrying for the world, rarely for herself despite her situation.

A few months ago, Mama was diagnosed with breast cancer, after it being in remission for over a decade,  and it was already in advanced stage. We, as children would do, wanted her to undergo chemotherapy in the hope of having Mom with us longer. But I remember that Mom took everything calmly. She asked her doctor if he could give her a hundred percent guarantee that chemotherapy would work. The doctor was unable to give her that guarantee. After much deep thought, Mom made a decision. She refused chemotherapy and elected hospice and to journey on at home.

She seemed quite content in her decision and was relieved to be home. She enjoyed seeing all of her friends and visiting with them on the phone or through the internet as well as numerous home visits. She had me come over several times as the technical adviser to make sure she would see the online broadcast of her beloved Sweet Adeline corps. She did and enjoyed it very much. It was a quite pleasing to see her so intent and smiling while watching
the event.

I was really moved by the number of visitors she had, the emails, the letters and the phone calls. Judging from the sheer number of visitors, my mother was loved by many. We as humans, our brains, are wired to learn by comparisons. Meaning, to understand and interpret and develop your likes and dislikes, you must have polarity
in your experiences. You have to have sour to develop a taste for sweets. You must experience pain to appreciate pleasure and hunger to appreciate satiety. Well judging from the people visiting, I saw lots of pain and a tremendous outpouring of love. This observation confirmed to me how well my mother was deeply loved by all she
touched.

In a few short weeks, we witnessed how her health had deteriorated. But her spirit was always there and mom was so very brave. She would never mention the inevitable, nor would we, except in a joke or two,....we all knew what was coming. As with all of us, we know it is coming, we cannot escape it and we all in some ways fear it. As the time drew near and slipped farther away, I sensed a calmness in her that told me she was at peace.

We all did what we could make her as comfortable as possible during the last few days of her life. The last things I whispered in her ear was, "Let go, you've done a wonderful job her as a mom and wife and as a person, you've have nothing left to do and you've taught us well. Journey well, good things await you.
I love you mom."

On the surface, my mother, Jean would not impress many as an extraordinary person. She was a loving wife and mother, a capable homemaker, a good and kind soul.

But beneath her mortal cover, Jean was truly remarkable in many ways. In her heart was excessive love, unyielding faith and the courage of a thousand armies.

In her mind was the everlasting thought, "how can I give?" She sought always to be a friend, a helping hand, a uniter, never to be a burden or a divider.

Her soul was warmed by the fire of hope and lifted with the excitement of joy. Every day she spent on this earth she knew was a gift from God and she willingly passed that on to all whom she touched.

I don't suppose to speak for her. I don't have to, as her life spoke plainly:

"Keep your faith. It will never fail you."

Hold all you know in love closely and dearly and give all that you can, with all of your heart,
every hour of every day. There is the path to peace and joy.

I know my mom would not want us to be sad, though it is impossible to let her pass without many, many tears. But please pledge with me today, because I know she would want it this way :

remember her only
in joy and happiness. That is the gift she leaves for all of us.

Keep her in your heart and hold on tight!

A few days ago, I ran across a poem. Let me share that with you.

“To Those I Love And To Those Who Love Me”

When I am gone,
Release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears;
Be happy we had so many years.
I give you my love,
You can only guess how much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love
You have shown me;
But now it’s time I travel alone.
So grieve a while for me,
If grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It’s only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won’t be far away for life goes on.
So if you need me,
Call me and I will be near.
And if you listen with your heart,
You’ll hear
All my love around you,
Soft and clear.
And when you must come this way along,
I’ll greet you with a Smile,
And “Welcome Home”.

This is the poem that has inspired me to go on with my life. I know that as you read this, you can feel Jean listening with you, comforting you, living in you. Jean, this is the one true memory you left all of us that we will cherish, until we meet again.

A WORD FROM HER FRIEND JUDY

Keep her Memory Alive


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