Friday, January 5, 2018
A Last Goodbye......
a strong woman. Kind, loving, giving. Feisty and tough when needed.
Mother of six wonderful children, my husband being one of them. Wayne, but she often called him "Lee" and when she called him "Wayne Lee Mario Joseph", he listened just a bit quicker and more closely. That was the feisty coming out.
A young bride and Mother. A good bride and Mother.
Loved deeply by her husband, her children and their children.
She gave the biggest, tightest hugs you can imagine. Always. Baked the best Swedish rolls and cinnamon rolls..... and the Crepes, oh my. Crocheted the best afghans. Loved her coffee, a good Vodka Gimlet and a sip of Bailey's now and then. How could you not love her.
Treated me like a daughter. Always. Never ended a phone call without an "I love you".
I will cherish the memory of our last visit.
She stood on her frail legs, wrapped me in her arms in a hug so hard that we almost ended up back in the chair together. Her words went something like this.....
"I know when I'm gone my Lee will be in good hands. Take good care of him"
I responded with tears. I walked to the door, turned to smile and give a wave.
"Love you Baby Girl"
A goodbye I will always remember and cherish. Always.
Soar the Heavens Mom
You are loved.
Alice "Ione" Schwalbach
March 1936 ~ January 2018
Daughter, Wife, Mother, GrandMother, Friend
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