Friends:
It's been such a difficult time for my family these last few
weeks. Losing my mom was so hard, and at times, such a lonely
process. But keeping in contact with Carl and reading the beautiful
notes you all sent to my father, and to each other, has made this
journey somehow easier to bear.
I want to thank ALL you from the bottom of my heart for the generosity
you have expressed in your donations. But in addition, I'd like
to thank each of you for loving my Mom and being her good friends.
She adored you so much; in fact, when we were in Hawaii, if I
couldn't find her on the patio by the pool, I knew I could find
her at her laptop, reading notes from her dear friends [and checking
the stock market!].
I have had a lot of time in the last week to research my mom's
life. I discovered new things, things she'd never told me, accomplishments
she never bragged about, and photos of friends' faces I'd never
seen before. It was a pleasure to uncover these things.
I knew her as my mom, one of my best friends, someone I could
talk to about anything. I knew her as the one person I'd call
after work, the woman who knew exactly what to say every time
I had doubts about anything. She was the person who sent me a
funny card when I was feeling sad, or send me a funny card just
to tell me she loved me. I liked holding her hand when we sat
together, hugging her, and making her laugh.
To me, she was the mom who adored all living things, who nurtured
her garden and carefully protected the little guests there, such
as the occasional nesting hummingbird or funny-looking lizard.
She was the mom who sent me digital photos of the latest "cooky
flower" or "silly cactus", or the handsome man
she married. She was the mom who, when I sent her a favorite recipe,
she'd send me one of hers right back. Or if I sent her a joke,
she'd send one along that she'd enjoyed. She was the mom who would
drop everything if I needed her, who would laugh at my stupid
jokes, and who would tell me she loved me every time we talked.
She was a wonderful, gorgeous, giving woman.
She often wrote about her favorite group of folks, her wonderful
friends from all over the world in ICUFR. She loved visiting you
all, and would often talk about her adventures to other countries.
And I'm grateful that she had such a full and exciting life.
The time we all spent together in Hawaii this Thanksgiving is
a treasure I will cherish for the rest of my life. And I wish
I could hug each and every one of you today.
Thank you again, and God bless.
Cristal (Cristal Guderjahn, Graces daughter)
cguderja@cisco.com