A Tribute full of Joy
Someone we care about has passed on, but my memories continue on. Read on to find out more.
A Tribute full of Joy
I met Joyce some 12 years ago, when I became close to her son Keith. Looking back, it must have been quite hard for her to accept a new person in his life. After her husband died, some 10 years before, Keith had been her rock, even moving closer to keep an eye on her as she grew older, and found it harder to cope.
She may have been christened Joyce, but everyone knew her as Joy, and soon I could see why. She was a very happy lady, with a great sense of humour, so that name suited her perfectly.
Although she had already reached her eightieth birthday, and was waiting for a hip operation, Joy still enjoyed her life. She spent hours doing craft work, making lovely cards and book marks, and also worked in a local Charity shop, giving some of her precious time to help others.
She showed such Bravery
Joy's health was quite a challenge for her during her 80s. She had 2 hip replacements, and then a hysterectomy. As if that wasn't enough, she fought and won a fight against cancer, thanks to the help of Keith, who gave her love and encouragement to carry on by taking her to hospital every day for treatment. Then she coped with all the side effects afterwards, but always with a chuckle and a cheery smile.
At the age of 90 her sight faded, but not her indomitable will. She went into a care Home, and she stayed there with help and support from the staff. They have cared for her with great compassion , then a couple of weeks ago, she passed peacefully away at the age of 92.
My memories of her
My memories of Joy are of a lady with a very good heart. She had a certain naivety about her, always thinking that people couldn't be nasty to one another. She was so good at remembering birthdays, and so generous at buying gifts. Every Christmas she bought my son, who is disabled , a model car, and my grand daughter, who she barely knew, a present also. They were ones out of many, as she was a very giving person.
She also took Keith and I as well as our dog and cat,in to stay with her whilst we were waiting to move into our house. We must have totally disrupted her routine, but she never complained.
Yesterday was her funeral, it was so lovely to meet up with other members of the family, who came with us to celebrate her life. The service was sensitively handled, and we were left with such a feeling of peace that she is now safely at rest.
But Joy would have had such a laugh if she had been with us when we went to fetch the sandwich order. They didn't have any, as they were expecting us to collect them on Tuesday. It all came right in the end, when they rose to the occasion and did us some more. Thank you Sainsbury's and yes Joy, I can hear you chuckling, bless you.
R.I.P. JOY xxxx
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