Saturday, August 1, 1992

Nana: Saturday June 26, 1926—Wednesday, July 29, 1992

To some of us, Geraldine Budmark was a mother. To some she was a grandmother, a sister-in-law, or an aunt, and to others a friend. However, to most of us, she was all of these people while bearing the title of one. She was an incredible woman who bestowed upon us many of the most wonderful gifts in life. Not the kind of gifts we can hold in our hands, but the gifts we can forever hold in our hearts. She gave to us her humanity, her compassion, her wisdom, her strength, her unselfishness, and her kindness. But most importantly, she gave us her love. Not ordinary love as we often think of when we hear the word, but unconditional love. Love that is forever. A true love for the people we are within, not for our material wealth.

When she left this life, a part of her entered into all of us and her gifts were even stronger. Now, we must take those gifts graciously and use them the way she would like. We must allow them to help us grow. We must pass them on to others as she passed them on to us. Although we all miss her greatly, she will forever be in our hearts. And although it may not seem fathomable right now, she would not have left us if she thought there would be even one of us who was not strong enough to make it through this. July 29, 1992, was not the day of her death but the day of her birth. Her birth into a new life—a life of infinite peace, love, and happiness. On July 29th, she became a guardian angel to all of us, and she continues to watch over us, encourage us, and love us unconditionally—just as she did when she was with us physically. Although it pains us to not have her with us in the physical world, we can find comfort in the knowledge that she is now with the angels. She is at peace, and she is happy. Now she can do all the things and visit all the places she once could only do in her dreams. She was a wonderful woman, and she was loved for all that she gave us and all that she was. She will love forever in our hearts and in our memories. I love you, Nana, and I miss you.

Angela S. Henderson

Sunday, August 1, 1992