8 months tomorrow mommy - I miss you so much. Doesn't feel right to start of New Year and not have the ability to talk with you. You'd be planning a trip to Hilton Head right about now. Xmas was wonderful with Tish and the family. You'd be so proud of Liam, mom! I love you mom, you are truly forever missed.
Although many years have passed since our graduation days on the "rock" our bonds never broke . You left in 60 and I in 61 -- WOW! Then I saw you again at the last reunion in Aruba, after 48 years, and it was though never a day had passed since we last spoke. Even though your life has taken many paths over those years, as mine has, there we were again -- FRIENDS - - saying hi. Mo thanks for the laughs, the smiles, and most of all your friendship. I know you are in a better place and looking at all those that have crossed your path with a smile on your face. God has blessed me with having you as a life long friend; you are missed.
Carl W. Beyer
written by Babs........uploaded by Tish Bell
I couldn't sleep tonight because I couldn't stop thinking of Mo and all our conversations we have had in the past year and our childhood "antics" we did during our years in Aruba. I thought about my husband's funeral when my youngest daughter Ashley went to the front of the church to talk about her dad. She opened with this story which describes it all.
There once was a Rabbi...who was speaking at the death of someone in his congregation. While he was speaking he mentioned the date the person was born and the date the person died.The Rabbi continued...If you look on the headstones in a cemetery, you"ll see a persons birth date, and their death date. As important as these dates are, they are insignificant compared to the dash that lies between these two numbers. For it is the dash that is the life led.
Mo's Dash was a memorable one. She loved her growing up years in Aruba and her many friends. During our many long talks this past year she would go on and on about all the fun times we all had during our sports days....our travels to Curacao and Porta Rico to compete with others that were very unknown to us but we came away with lasting friendships. We told stories about the loves we had there and who was the best kisser or dancer. She would tell me about her college days and then about many events of raising her girls. She was so proud of Meg and Patricia. They were her biggest accomplishment she said. She would brag about all their journeys and why they chose the paths they took in life. When she spoke about her grandkids her voice would have so much joy in it. The last trip she took was to see her granddaughter perform and what a joy to her it was. She told me she met her "soul mate" aboard a ship. She said Chet was the kindest and most loving man she had ever known. She showed me that it is possible to love again and not to be afraid to do so. She told me that if she had not met Chet and if he had not been so persistent she would not have known the happiness he had given her. She said he was so giving and loved her so much it made her feel like they were two people but with one soul that they shared. When I met Chet I knew he was a special person but Mo defined him so much better. They shared some wonderful times the eleven years they had been together and she cherished every single one of them.
I miss her so much but I thank God I had this past year with her so we could share our dashes with each other. I plan to share some of the same things I have said here with Chet.
Love you my friends,
Babs
YOU WILL ALLWAYS BE MY SOUL MATE MY LOVE
WITH ALL MY LOVE
YOUR
CHETTIE
Mo & I met in FL while doing water aerobics. I saw this cute lady with the funniest hat each class & soon, I went up & introduced myself to Mo. We always stood next to each other after that & laughed at our mistakes. She invited me to join red hats & we had some fun times together with that, too.
Mo & I took a yoga class together, where we met Sue Jacobs & became a triple set of close friends. We were so happy when our husbands all liked each other, too. Chet, Mo, Glyn, Sue, Joe & I made a lifetime of memories over the next 8 years. We had such fun times together, except we teased Mo that she ALWAYS won at cards & bunco.
I didn't meet Mo's children & grandchildren, but felt like I knew them from all the years hearing about them from Mo. She loved her family SO much!
I feel like I have lost a sister & will miss my 'little buddy" forever! I love you Mo!
Kay Morello
Dear Mo, you made such an impact on everyone's life with your vivacity. The other night while Joey and I were praying, he wanted to know who was in heaven so I was explaining that God and Jesus were up in heaven and loved ones. Joey said, "And Mo." Yes, I said, and Mo too. She's now an angel up in heaven. Lord, bless Mo's family and friends and ease the pain of her passing.
Mo and I first met in Florida when I spotted her wearing a Canyon Lake tee shirt in a yoga class. I introduced myself and we soon discovered we shared a love for Texas, among other things. Our friendship grew and soon there were 3 couples that shared a special bond. They were Kay and Joe Morello, Sue and Glyn Jacobs and Mo and Chet.
Being misplaced Texans, Glyn and I decided to return to our roots. A visit from Mo and Chet soon followed and to our complete surprise and delight they bought a house here in Fair Oaks Ranch, where we had settled. And since then we have shared many special times together.
More than anything Mo loved her family and especially those precious grandchildren We loved to brag to each other about how special our grandchildren are. We came to feel that they weren't just hers or mine, but ours.
I know she dances with the angels and I'm sure she has on her red boots.
I will miss my friend every day.
Sue Jacobs
I don't have a funny story just wanted to share what fun it was reconnecting in 2009 in Hilton Head, SC, Chet and Maureen, Pat and Dick were at their timeshare--how easy it was to be together--it was as if years had not gone by. We talked, reminisced, laughted, joked, ate too much and had a great visit. Friendship renewed and with Maureen--friends were what life was about. We got to visit in HH again this past March--more of the same but this time I got to remeet Doreen and meet Jeff and what fun we had. I'll miss you Maureen or More as I sometimes called you. 'More', so appropriate, as that is what you gave of yourself to all of us. I love you, Karen
Moe and I shared a finger rosary that was given to her by our dear Aunt Nita. I had never seen a finger rosary before but when Jeff and I went to visit Chet and Moe in 2009, she made me take the finger rosary back to Canada to be returned when I saw her again. In exchange of the finger rosary, I gave her my rosary which was a regular type. In March,2010, Chet and Moe invited us to share their condo at Hilton Head and at that point I returned the finger rosary. At that point in time, I asked her for my rosary, to which she replied, "You are not getting it back". Maybe I should not have returned that special rosary - the winner here is Aunt Nita who now has Moe for company. I think they are saying "we gotcha".
Moe loved her deer that came daily to her deck for feeding, which incidentally was prohibitted. She watched them give birth on her deck and gave them names - she could name them and tell you which one was the mother. To me, they all looked the same.
Moe, I miss you. I miss our daily emails supporting each other. I miss skypeing with you, the two of us at opposite ends trying to make our faces look better by arranging our hair and propping up our chins. I am so happy that we had time together over the last year.
I love you. dd
On our birthday, every year my mom would wish us a happy birthday with an old Irish saying that came from my Dad's family...without fail she said this every year...
"On the day of your birth, the cows gave more milk, the chickens gave more eggs, the sun shined bright, the moon was at its' fullest and the world became a better place because you came into it." Happy Birthday...
We'll be saying to this to you mommy on August 13.
