In loving memory of a dear mother, grandmother, wife & friendGinette Carmen Nash (1930-1994) When tomorrow starts without me and I'm not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me, I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say, I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, And each time you think of me, I know you'll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand. That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand... March 5, 1930 - March 20, 1994 On January 20th, 1994 our lives changed forever. That day will be etched in my memory for as long as I live. My mother took a massive heart attack and was flown by air ambulance to the Cardiac Care Unit of the Victoria hospital in London. It was the worst day of my life. The next three months would prove to be an emotional roller coaster, that just never seem to stop. The hospital became our home, the dreary halls our solace from the pain inside mom's room. Over the course of three months, she would endure what I wouldn't subject my worst enemy to and yet she would still fight. It was so unfair. I cannot tell you how many times I pleaded with God to take me instead of her, but it wasn't meant to be. She celebrated her 64th birthday in the hospital, unable to eat or walk because she was too weak. The damage done to her heart was irreparable.On March 20, 1994 in a dimly lite hospital room, surrounded by family she went to be with the Lord. In her last moments of life, we told her how much we loved her and how grateful we were to have her as our mother. I remember the angel teddy bear that we placed above her hospital bed. It played music, although I cannot remember what the song was, I do remember it stopped playing the moment she died. Our journey was over, the ride had stopped. Ironically, the day she died was the first day of spring. The end of one season and the beginning of another, this seemed to correspond with her life. The morning we left the hospital, it was so beautiful. The birds were chirping and there was a warm wind blowing. It was erie but yet peaceful. It was a sign to us that her journey had just begun. Mom, Poppy(Elie), Grommy (Terese) & Dad A little history... Mom was born on March 5th, 1930 in Tournai Belgium. She was an only child born to Arthur and Terese Moyart. Mom grew up during WW2 and would often reminise about her childhood during the war. Sadly, at the age of 2 her father was killed in a motorcycle accident. Several years later, her mother Terese remarried to a man named Elie Bury. This is the man whom we would come to know as our Grandfather "Poppy". They came to Canada and farmed near Blyth, Ontario. Eventually, she would cross paths with my father James Nash. On May 10th, 1951, they were married in St. James church in Seaforth. Together, they would have 9 children and raise them all on a farm outside Seaforth, ON. Mom was an excellent cook, a pasttime she learned from her own mother. It was this passion that lead to the eventual purchase of a local restaurant named "Ginette's". Mom worked hard her entire life. She lived for her children Mom , you gave us a foundation built of love and hope. It is through your strength that we are able to carry on with our lives...knowing that in our hearts we will someday meet again. This memoriam is dedicated to you mom, with love from your children: Marlene, Gary, John Mark, Marie Terese, Jimmy, Danny (1981), Audrey, Bobby and Tamara. I HAVE A PLACE IN HEAVEN Please don't sing sad songs for me, Forget your grief and fears, For I am in a perfect place, Away from pain and tears... I'm far away from hunger and hurt and want and pride, I have a place in Heaven, With the master at my side. My life on earth was good, As earthly lives can go. But paradise is so much more, Than anyone can know... My heart is filled with happiness, And sweet rejoicing too, To walk with God is perfect peace, A joy forever new. Dry your tears of sorrow, for mothers don't really die. They just move in with God and keep house in the sky. There in God's kingdom, mothers watch from above, To welcome their loved ones with undying love.Thank you for visiting. To view the memoriam of her husband James Joseph Nash click here
In loving memory of a dear mother, grandmother, wife & friend
When tomorrow starts without me and I'm not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me, I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say, I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, And each time you think of me, I know you'll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand. That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand...
On January 20th, 1994 our lives changed forever. That day will be etched in my memory for as long as I live. My mother took a massive heart attack and was flown by air ambulance to the Cardiac Care Unit of the Victoria hospital in London. It was the worst day of my life. The next three months would prove to be an emotional roller coaster, that just never seem to stop. The hospital became our home, the dreary halls our solace from the pain inside mom's room. Over the course of three months, she would endure what I wouldn't subject my worst enemy to and yet she would still fight. It was so unfair. I cannot tell you how many times I pleaded with God to take me instead of her, but it wasn't meant to be. She celebrated her 64th birthday in the hospital, unable to eat or walk because she was too weak. The damage done to her heart was irreparable.
On March 20, 1994 in a dimly lite hospital room, surrounded by family she went to be with the Lord. In her last moments of life, we told her how much we loved her and how grateful we were to have her as our mother. I remember the angel teddy bear that we placed above her hospital bed. It played music, although I cannot remember what the song was, I do remember it stopped playing the moment she died. Our journey was over, the ride had stopped. Ironically, the day she died was the first day of spring. The end of one season and the beginning of another, this seemed to correspond with her life. The morning we left the hospital, it was so beautiful. The birds were chirping and there was a warm wind blowing. It was erie but yet peaceful. It was a sign to us that her journey had just begun.
Mom was born on March 5th, 1930 in Tournai Belgium. She was an only child born to Arthur and Terese Moyart. Mom grew up during WW2 and would often reminise about her childhood during the war. Sadly, at the age of 2 her father was killed in a motorcycle accident. Several years later, her mother Terese remarried to a man named Elie Bury. This is the man whom we would come to know as our Grandfather "Poppy". They came to Canada and farmed near Blyth, Ontario. Eventually, she would cross paths with my father James Nash. On May 10th, 1951, they were married in St. James church in Seaforth. Together, they would have 9 children and raise them all on a farm outside Seaforth, ON. Mom was an excellent cook, a pasttime she learned from her own mother. It was this passion that lead to the eventual purchase of a local restaurant named "Ginette's". Mom worked hard her entire life. She lived for her children
Mom , you gave us a foundation built of love and hope. It is through your strength that we are able to carry on with our lives...knowing that in our hearts we will someday meet again. This memoriam is dedicated to you mom, with love from your children: Marlene, Gary, John Mark, Marie Terese, Jimmy, Danny (1981), Audrey, Bobby and Tamara.
I HAVE A PLACE IN HEAVEN Please don't sing sad songs for me, Forget your grief and fears, For I am in a perfect place, Away from pain and tears... I'm far away from hunger and hurt and want and pride, I have a place in Heaven, With the master at my side. My life on earth was good, As earthly lives can go. But paradise is so much more, Than anyone can know... My heart is filled with happiness, And sweet rejoicing too, To walk with God is perfect peace, A joy forever new. Dry your tears of sorrow, for mothers don't really die. They just move in with God and keep house in the sky. There in God's kingdom, mothers watch from above, To welcome their loved ones with undying love.
Thank you for visiting.
To view the memoriam of her husband James Joseph Nash click here
