Peggy Breshers, a constant source of light, beauty, and positive energy continued her journey and left this earth on Earth Day, April 22, 2015 at the age of 64. She passed away peacefully at home surrounded by her children. Her brief battle with cancer was courageous, inspiring, and hard fought. She chose to walk this painful and difficult path with the optimism, grace, and strength that she has carried her entire life. She was so very loved by those that had the blessing to be in her life and her love in return was extraordinary. She always had a smile for her family, friends, neighbors, or a passing stranger. She loved to laugh and to relish in the simple moments life had to offer. Some of her favorite things were coffee, chocolate, spending time with her family, being "Nana" to her granddaughter (their overnights which were always too short and sending her holiday cards), bluebonnets, hot air balloons, rocking horses, holidays at her sisters, camping July 4th at the lake, her cat Bits, small towns and the kindness of people. She was never one to pass up a moment to brighten another’s day, and in that regard she was so very gifted. She leaves a big hole in so many hearts only because she filled them with so much love.
Loving family members that will dearly miss her include her children Layla Breshers and Brent Breshers, his wife Anita and their daughter Maya; Sister Reva Perkins; Brother Dolan Hargrove. Peggy has gone on to join her parents Shirley and John E. Hargrove and her sisters Mary Dee Hargrove and Sherry Doster.
A special thanks to the angels that selflessly cared for Peggy and surrounded her with love and light: Layla, Reva, Kathy, LaRay, and the Evans. You made all the difference.
She said she wanted to heal her cancer so she could help children with cancer. If you can, please donate in her honor to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital Tribute # 38166874 PO Box 1000, Dept. 142 Memphis, TN 38148 1-800-822-6344 http://giftfunds.stjude.org/PeggyBreshers
Mom,
We just arrived on the Oregon coast. I am lying here now after sunset feeling the Pacific winds and listening to the lullabies of its tides. Thoughts of you roll in with each wave, memories of our time swells inside me and the longing to have you here with us is so strong that all I can do is shed the same salt the ocean is now bringing in. I can feel your presence and your loss so strongly here. As we traveled today I caught many glimpses of you through the periphery of my unconscious stares, only to awaken my focus to another's Nana. So many times I caught myself as I instinctually turned to share a moment through the window with you. I have never known such a closeness and distance in the same moments. Layla, Boompa, Anita, Maya, and I are taking this trip to honor, remember, and celebrate you. We chose "your lighthouse" to spread some of your ashes because I cannot recall a place that would light you up the way it did when you spoke of it. Whatever you found in this place by the ocean years ago with your daughter I will never know, but I will always carry the beauty and joy you exuded when you recalled those times. It is surreal to be here, heading to that little place in the postcards and pictures that adorned your refrigerator for so long without you by our side. We know that this trip, this gathering and sharing of ourselves would have made you so happy to be a part of, so I hope that this in your honor will make you so proud. As we venture through these days and memories of you, toward your lighthouse, I will carry the words I shared with the others that are so fitting for you and how you lived your life: "A lighthouse is not interested in who gets its light! It gives it without thinking! Giving light is its nature!" - Mehmet Murat Ildan
Thank you dear Mother for a lifetime of your light,
Your loving son
In Voca, Tx, where Peggy and I grew up is the old Voca school house. Along the front of the school is a rock wall with an opening in the wall just wide enough to walk thru. My family lived in the little house next to the school and one day Peggy came with her Mother Shirley, to visit my Mother, Inez Clevenger. My twin sisters, Sharon, Karon, Peggy and I decided that we should run on top of the rock wall and jump the gate. We had all made several jumps when Shirley and Mother saw what we were doing and told us to stop " before one of us falls and knocks our teeth out". Peggy decided to go one more time, she missed the jump and knocked out her front teeth. I never forgot that day and never again jumped that gate. Peggy was a joy to be with.
Wanda Clevenger Davis
