Heidi posted a condolence
Wednesday, July 31, 2024
Heidi’s thoughts on Mom
CHOCOLATE.… When I think of Mom, chocolate comes to mind.
There those who love chocolate, chocoholics, and then there’s Mom, in a category all by herself.
Mom was synonymous with chocolate.
We always laughed and said she was solely responsible for keeping the chocolate industry in business.
The delight she took in something chocolate was something to behold.
She managed to pass that chocolate gene to all of us siblings.
Mom always said if there was no chocolate in heaven, she’s not going.
I’m hoping heaven has chocolate……I don’t want to think about the alternative, all the chocolate would be melted.
Mom was a multifaceted creative person with a joyful, playful spirit.
I remember going to New Mexico with my fiancée, Mike, so that Mom and Dad could meet him.
When we arrived, Mom wanted to go to the supermarket to get supplies.
Mike and I took her to Albertsons, as we entered the store, there was a display box full of
Swimming pool “noodles”. She grabbed one and gaily started bopping Mike with it.
The only thing to do was for Mike to grab one and bop back. I joined in the fray, and
While we were beating each other up, we all had a good laugh.
This was Mike’s first introduction to Mom.
Another fond memory is Mom’s love of literature. She was an avid reader and enjoyed
Reading books to us as youngsters. From Nursery rhymes to the classics, I loved it all.
“Winnie the Pooh”, “Alice in Wonderland”, The complete Frank Baum Oz series, the works of Charles Dickens, Shakespeare, to name a few.
Mom’s love of music and singing was also a reflection of who she was.
Singing good morning, fun tunes, classical songs, they all flowed from her beautiful voice.
Even in her 90s her voice could ring true and beautiful with amazing power and strength.
All of us inherited her love of music with a diversity of skills among us.
One of her proudest moments was when her New Mexico choir was invited to Westminster Abbey, England, to sing in the church. Over to England she went and sang.
As she got older and living farther away, we would sing to each other over the phone.
I would end each phone call with singing Roy Rogers, “Happy Trails”
Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.
Happy trails to you,
Keep smiling until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song, and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.
Happy Trails Mom!
