Thursday, May 19, 2022
To Euan, Tristan, and Kyle
I've been walking around in a surreal disbelief since I read your Mum's obituary. How could such a bright light be extinguished so soon?
Hudson and I knew your parents before any of you were born. We saw the love and dedication your Mum showered on each of you, in your turn, so that you could grow with a sense of purpose and become a valuable contributor in a world where you could choose your future.
Wherever possible, she indulged you with the hope of broadening your perspectives.
Tristan, I recall one time when she should have been making dinner, but figured it was far more important to show you "how to" when you were struggling with the complexity of successfully cutting out paper dolls. The craft table was in one corner of the dining room. Do you remember that?
So much of my past is coloured by your Mum's influence and deliberate personality that I feel a part of me has now gone.
We didn't keep in close touch lately, but it didn't matter because each knew the other was there. Oh how I miss knowing that.
What comfort there is in knowing that she has stepped into eternity and has seen her parents and Jean Ann.
Keep your memories of your Mum fresh and alive in your hearts. Too soon we begin to forget.
Hudson and I offer our deepest sympathies. We mourn with you.
Gail and Hudson Goodbody
