Tuesday, February 12, 2008

At Peace.

It is with tremendous sadness that I must report the death of KnitMom. She died just after 6:00PM this evening. She has endured the wrath of metastatic pancreatic cancer for almost a year. She had a tremendous will, and persevered until the Spring. She said from the beginning that Spring would be a nice time to die. I never thought for a moment that she would survive long enough to see it, and while the calendar may not reflect the season quite yet, the weather this week certainly does. The last few weeks, and especially the most recent few days, have been exceptionally difficult for her and her daughters to endure as her body slowly shut down. Mercifully, her physical agony is over. Now, a different suffering begins as our Knitter and her Sister learn to live with the gaping hole in their hearts left by the absence of their beloved mother. KnitMom was an amazing woman, and produced two unbelievably strong daughters. She ran a tire & auto repair business for the last several years, which is a bit unusual in the Deep South. And while not a Southerner by birth, she became a well-adapted Yankee. She was exceptionally kind, and I don't have a single memory of her that doesn't include her smile. There will be a memorial service in the next few days, followed by her cremation. Knitter & her family will take the ashes to be buried at KnitMom's chosen location in her beloved native state when Spring arrives in the upper mid-west. 
Knitter, her mom, and her sister - June, 2007
Eternal rest grant unto her O Lord,
And let perpetual Light shine upon her.
May her soul,
And the souls of all the faithful departed,
Through the mercy of God,
Rest in peace.


Anonymous said...

"There are many mansions in my father's house"

God Bless.

cindy said...

I am so sorry for your loss. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers.

Cindy said...

Cindy C. said...
our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

Anonymous said...

My thoughts and prayers as well.

camille said...

May the wind always be at her back and the sun upon her face.
And may the wings of destiny carry her aloft to dance with the stars.

I thought of your mother when reading this quote.