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November 24, 2012

Dearest Pointer Family;
Steve & I  are so very deeply saddened to hear of the passing of your dearly beloved Cheryl. Steve remembers Cherly for her happy disposition and  fun-loving spirit. He recalls her dedication to 'Stampede Week' and how she enjoyed life. Cheryl, although our paths crossed briefly in this life, I feel privileged that through your passing I have had an opportunity to discover what a beautiful soul you were. Cheryl, you will truly be missed by all who came to know you and love you .
With Much Love and Most Heartfelt Sympathy,
Steve & Patsy Davis

"Like A Candle In The Wind"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BANTMAIB6uA

Elton John

Poem from her memorial folder

November 12, 2012

 

We little knew that morning

God was to call your name.

In life we loved you dearly,

in death we do the same.

 

It broke our hearts to lose you,

You did not go alone.

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.

 

You left us beautiful memories,

Your love is still our guide,

And though we cannot see you,

You are always at our side.

 

Our family chain is broken,

and nothing seems the same,

But as God calls us one by one,

The chain will link again.

 

 

Tribute from Charlene Pointer

November 12, 2012

For my Aunt Cheryl – from Charlene Pointer

I was blessed by God to have had Cheryl as my Aunt.

From the moment I met her she mesmerized me. Her vigour, kindness and love were unmistakable. Her radiation of light and energy was captivating.  Spending time with her gave me an incredible joy. She made an impression on me that will last forever. 

She was absolutely full of life, fun-loving, and charming. She made everyone around her happy and always put others needs before her own. Whether it was a funny joke, her positive attitude, or her big smile, she was a delight to be around.

The unexpected passing of Cheryl was a true tragedy. She was a daughter, a sister, an Aunt, and my friend.  As a child I remember visiting my Aunt every summer. I looked forward to seeing her all through year. My time with her was precious and deeply cherished.

Cheryl was wise, and was well ahead of her time on many subjects.

Family was important to Cheryl; her wedding was a proud and happy day because it gave her the opportunity to have everyone together. One summer during my yearly visit she took me to experience her version of ‘camping’. Our time in the “wilderness” was more like staying in a fully loaded hotel, no detail was overlooked and no convenience forgotten. She basically wheeled the half the contents of her house into the wilderness, so we would not have to do without. It was absolute luxury complete with heated beds and four course meals.  I was 17 at the time and was on the brink of adulthood. The time I remember most about our trip was the talks we would have late into the night about life, love, the past and future expectations.

Cheryl gave me a deeper understanding of my past, knowledge which at the time was so valuable in helping me comprehend my roots. She told me about my parents and when they were young and included many stories of the days gone by. Many stories brought me to my knees in laughter, others to sadness. She told me about my brother Joel and the angel that he was. Cheryl gave me a greater understanding of my father, whom she valued and deeply respected. She told me about the good times and the bad, but most importantly how everything came to be.

I still quote some of the knowledge she passed on to me to this day. She said to me “life is a series of events, and even if it may seem bad at the time, it is only a small piece of the rest of your life”.  

Cheryl’s life and death has affected my life both in the past and in the present. The sadness that we feel during this time will fade memory will live forever. I was proud to have her as my Aunt and her spirit will live on. Her death was a tragedy but in her life she touched many hearts.

A poem for my Aunt:

I thought I saw her face today
in the sparkle of the morning sun.
And then I heard the angel say
“Her work on earth is done.”

I thought I heard her voice today
then laugh her hearty laugh.
And then I heard the angel say
“There’s peace little one at last.”

I thought I felt her touch today
in the breeze that rustled by.
And then I heard the angel say
“The spirit never dies.”

I thought that she had left me
for the stars so far above.
And then I heard the angel say
“She left you with her love.”

I thought that I would miss her
and never find my way.
And then I heard the angel say
“She’s with you every day.”



September 21, 2012

Cheryl and I met during her first day at Jr High in Calgary, following the family’s move from Shilo, MB.  She appeared to be very timid and reserved that day, but it sure didn’t take long to realize that this was not going to be the norm!

We were very close friends from that day forward, both experiencing and adjusting to the “Big City” life for many years to follow.

Far too many stories to tell….Boyfriends, Cars, Parties, School (had to fit that in somewhere)….Trips,  and Moves (OMG…she seemed to love this)? When she wasn’t moving residences, she was constantly changing and moving furniture around.  I don’t ever recall her sitting still for very long (ever)?

Needless to say we shared a lot, had many, many good times and a lot of fun in between.

Cheryl was actually with me the night I met (the man I married and proud to call my husband).  That was 37 years and three grown kids…..ago……J.

She was always more a guy’s gal – than a girly, girl..no doubt!  I think she actually had more “male” friends than “girl” friends – and had no problem fitting in there at all.  She was one tough cookie!!

Cheryl was stubborn – but loyal, high-spirited - but sensitive, quick witted and spontaneous, and had the most amazing sense of humor…

We didn’t see each other much in the later years - slowly drifted apart, (as friends often do)….we had a family to raise….and Cheryl had the world to conquer! However; we always seemed to pick-up (like no time had been lost)….when we did have the opportunity to spend time together.

 (This one’s for you kiddo)…….I can hear you laughing

 Me and you is friends
You smile, I smile
You hurt, I hurt
You cry, I cry
You jump off a bridge
I gonna miss your e-mails

When someone you love becomes a memory….their memory becomes a treasure.I will forever, treasure the memories we shared….and will miss you dearly – my friend.

 Love Susan

Cheryl's early years

September 20, 2012

From the day she was born, she was special.  She was child number 5 in a family of 6.  Mom and Dad finally gave me the sister I always wanted.  I was 8 years old when she was born, and I took my duties as a big sister seriously.  It was my job to put her down for her afternoon nap, but if anyone knows how ornery my sister was, you know that it was not an easy job to make her sleep.   She just wouldn't go to sleep, and I would get frustrated.  In the end, I would put my hands over her eyes to keep them closed so she would sleep.  Everyday, same thing.  Thank goodness,  it came to be that Mom didn't even try to make her nap anymore so I was off the hook.

Sleep was always a problem for her.  As she got older, bedtime did not sit well with her.  She simply went into her room, closed the door, and then..... she re-arranged her bedroom furniture, nailed up pictures, cleaned her room  - whatever she could do to keep busy and avoid sleep.

Cheryl remained a night owl for her entire life!   

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