Judy Mae

Beloved Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mother, Aunt and Friend.
 

 

 

         My Mom was a red head to the roots. And if you knew my Mom you know what I mean. She said what she meant and meant what she said. Even if you didn't always want to hear it. I always knew where I stood with my Mom. I always knew I was loved and she was proud of me.
          If she loved you, if you were that lucky, she loved you with all her heart. Judy Mae was fiercely loyal, once you where hers you were always hers.
          My Mom could do anything, if she didn't know how she'd figure it out. She left this earth a fighter, and we would have expected no less. I know in my heart that all things happen for a reason but for the life of me I can't imagine what that is.
          My only regret about the time I shared with my Mom is that she will never meet her grandchildren. But I take comfort in knowing that they will know her in all of you. No matter how much time we had I can't imagine it would have been enough. She was my anchor and I will miss her terribly.

Her Daughter


          I suppose we will always be shocked by the way we lost out dear Judy Mae. So sudden, so unexpected. I still expect her to call. I can still hear her voice and see her face.
          I knew I could not attend a service in her honor without saying something. Retreating to the side of the St. Johns to gather my thoughts, I was overwhelmed with memories. There were so many things I wanted to say about her, her life and what she meant to me and all of us really. I wrote page after page, until I realized that we would be there indefinately if I were aloud to go on. I spoke, but felt it incomplete, inadiquate.
          I decided to create this page to share her pictures and her memories. Sitting down once again, I believed given some time I could be more articulate and concise. I would be able to get all of my thoughts in, but it seems the time has only brought more memories.
 But I am determined and hope to do my best.
          Judy Mae was spirited, alive and honest. She did not mince words and had a quick wit that had a magical way of tempering the hard truth. If she had to be blunt it was out of love. It is a shame that there is not more of that in this world.
          She was strong and faced all problems with courage and determination. You could not loose if she was on your team. You were stronger, yourself, just knowing that.
          She was a philosopher and understood people. I could always go to her when troubled and she would help me find reason in my chaos and forgiveness in my heart for others and myself.
          Judy Mae was fun. She brought excitement and energy to simple events like building a jigsaw puzzle. When watching a boxing match she cheered the loudest.

          I learned as a small child that a trip to Aunt Judy's house was going to be loads of fun! She thought up such entertaining games to play. One Easter we spent the whole day hiding and finding the same plastic eggs that she kept filling with pennies! She would let us listen to her Beatles and CCR records, but we all knew we must behave. Aunt Judy did not put up with bad behavior!
          As a family, we all have her to thank for the treasure of photographic documentation of our family history. Her beautiful photographs (much more than just snap shots) of the babies in our family in the 60s is a precious gift that will be handed down for generations. I count myself very lucky to have been one of her subjects and am a proud member of the gold crown club!
          All who knew her were blessed with a precious jem and although we can not hold it in our hands anymore we will forever wear it on our hearts.

Her Niece

 
 
 


 

 


 
 
 
 

Thank you for coming and celebrating Judy Mae.