For my beautiful Bee Bee. I will miss the sound of her always.
If you are sitting in this
room right now there is one thing that is certain. There was a day that Bee,
Jeyne, Mom, made you feel like you were her best friend. You were in on her jokes,
you were part of her stories.
And if we went outside of
this room to the people who interacted with her at the bank, in a store, at the
dr’s office, ANYWHERE – the story would be the same. “She’s so funny, too
funny.” “I can hardly breathe when I’m around her.” “Oh how we laugh.”
To be out with her was to see
how people were magnetized to her. She couldn’t go anywhere without it turning
into a story that was worth telling. Think now. I’m sure you have one with her.
Some people go through life
not noticing and not remembering all of the things around them. But that is not
Bee’s story.
She had cancer, but she was
never sick. She never complained or looked ill. She never let any medical
journey get the best of her. I’d go so far as to say you’d have never known
there was something wrong just by looking at her. She didn’t let it show. She
was the bravest person we knew.
And she most certainly was
full of life, not just alive, every day until her last. Something we could all aspire to be.
When hospice came in Bee
candidly looked at them and said “Wait, I thought I was living…not dying.” And
she was so right. There’s not one person here that doesn’t have a story about
her that will carry on and be told for years to come. Bee was that kind of
meaningful. A forever kind of funny. And will be carried with each and every
one of us every day. She changed the way life looked when you were with her.
And even now, in the saddest time, we can all find a hint of laughter in the
words and mannerisms she left behind.
So while we are all here
crying and remembering all of the reasons we will miss her…don’t forget to
laugh too. She spent her whole life making sure we all did…and we shouldn’t let
that be lost with her passing.
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