Bunny's Homecoming
On August 24, 2004, the Lord called Bunny home to Him in Heaven. She battled her cancer for over 13 years. The last bout was the hardest. The cancer had settled into her bones. The doctor administered treatments that gave her three years. Those were very appreciated years. During that time we were able to travel, visiting Alaska, Hawaii and many other states.
Her fight began in 1991 when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. After radical surgery and chemotherapy she was pronounced cancer free after five years.
In 2001 the breast cancer returned, only on her bones.
Her faith and love will always be remembered.
Her fight began in 1991 when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. After radical surgery and chemotherapy she was pronounced cancer free after five years.
In 2001 the breast cancer returned, only on her bones.
Her faith and love will always be remembered.
Words and Tributes
A Farewell |
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On August 24, 2004, the Lord called Bunny home to Him in Heaven. She battled her cancer for over 13 years. The last bout was the hardest. The cancer had settled into her bones. The doctor administered treatments that gave her three years. Those were very appreciated years. During that time we were able to travel, visiting Alaska, Hawaii and many other states.
At the end of August she retired from teaching. I had accepted a Call to be Principal of Christ the King Lutheran School of Sebewaing and Unionville, MI. We spent ten years in Sebewaing before. Bunny was going “home” to Michigan. She had plans to build a log home. She looked forward to sitting on the porch of her log home, sewing and sipping tea with friends and relatives. However, God had different plans. He called her to her Heavenly home – one free from pain, free from worry, free from sin. Her favorite hymn was, “What a Friend we have in Jesus.” She is at home with her best friend – Jesus. I wrote the following on the day before she left us: What does one think of when one’s spouse stands at the gates of Heaven? I look into your face and see – A young veiled bride walking down the aisle to me. Your face radiant – glowing – shining forward to a new life. You looked into my eyes and placed your future into my hands. And what a future it was: Our Chicago apartment – filled with other’s hand-me-downs – all second rate until you walked into the room armed with a dream and a paintbrush. Could I be any happier? Our first fight – doors slammed – storming off – wondering – “Why did I do that?” You met me at the back door – “I’m sorry” filled our hearts. Never again would we go too long without sharing feelings. I see a new teacher standing in front of her class – eyes bright with the love for the children and excitement for the opportunity to share the Love of Jesus with her students. For over 30 years you shared the Love of Jesus with hundreds and hundreds of Jesus’ Little Lambs. I see you lying in the hospital bed – hair wet with sweat – face drawn from pain – eyes bright with the love for the new life cradled in your arms. The joy in your face when each one in turn reached milestones. A more special mother could not be found. I see you standing next to your stove – checking your oven. No chef created better dishes – tastier – special. Your secret ingredient? – Love. I see you pushing the vacuum – cleaning the house – denying sleep in order to make sure the house was clean and presentable. I see you reading greeting cards – no 15 minute task there – each card read and re-read until just the proper mixture of words and art fit the person and the occasion. Remember the times we would go to the card store – read cards – give them to each other and call it a celebration? We couldn’t afford cards for each other – but we sure shared more than our share of them! I see you watching the statue of Christ as you kneel for Communion. What a Faith you have! Prayers on bended knees – songs sung in the car – “praying us home.” Your Faith is an inspiration – an example – something to be desired. Thank you. I see the proud O’Ma – holding her Granddaughter – the circle continues. Each one taking her place – first the daughter – then the daughter-in-law. Next the wife – then the mother. Now the Grandmother. More then yesterday – less than tomorrow! May God continue to cradle you in His hands. |
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