Two remarkable women……


Two remarkable women have passed away this week and they are linked. They never knew each other here on earth, but just as we are all linked, so are they. Each of them had hearts broken and their hearts expanded through the cracks and shone a bright light for those that were blessed to know them.

Suzanne and I met when we worked together a good few years ago now. The loving links that were forged during those days still hum with love for all of us linked from that time. I will never forget her kindness and understanding when I walked away from my husband and marriage. It was a few days afterwards, I was barely functioning and Suzanne and I were sent to man a stand at the National Schools Exhibition. We showed up and did our stuff and halfway through the day she bobbed away for a few minutes and returned with a gift. It was a notebook beautifully bound in velvet of all purple shades and sparkly beads. ‘Write down why you made this decision’ she smiled at me ‘because in six months time you will need to remind yourself of the reasons’. How wise she was and I filled that notebook. There were many other moments of kindness and shared understanding through the years. When she was diagnosed with cancer, we all held the hope that her courage alone would knock the ball right out of the park. Suzanne tackled this part of her journey with humour, huge love, bravery and an expanding heart. It encompassed her children, her best buddy and husband James, his daughters and their wider family and friends. She was smiling right up to the end of her time here on earth.

Our Aunty Tessa, my Dad’s eldest sister, slipped away to her loved ones who have gone before yesterday and she has left so many memories. Tessa faced a challenge when she was left alone with five children to bring up and how she flowed with that one is inspiring. She became a foster mum for newborn babies and from birth to six weeks they would come into her care, before they went on to their new families. Tessa’s way with babies was a joy to watch and many, many little ones passed through her loving and capable hands. One special little soul was poorly as he had fluid on the brain. He was operated on and a pump was placed into his head and I can see Aunty Tessa now holding him on the kitchen table and hand pumping the device to keep him alive and to drain the fluid away several times a day. Sebastian and Tessa bonded and there was no way she could part with him, so she adopted him and ‘Freddie’, as we all lovingly call him, became one with us all. I have a clear memory hours after Emily was born when my Mum and Tessa came to visit us girls in hospital. Aunty Tessa held Emily and checked her over. She just knew what to look for. She looked at me across Emily’s little head and said ‘She’s perfect Jane’ and she still is. Tessa and Mum sat on the end of my bed and talked about when their first babies were born and I can still see Aunty Tessa’s face, because it transformed and she looked young and carefree again as she was transported back in time with her happy baby memories. So many memories as my lovely Aunty loves animals and nature as I do. There was egg collecting, goat keeping, ducks, chickens and so many lovely gardens, because boy did Tessa love to move house! So many babies and little ones in the family were tucked up in blankets and taken for a spin around the garden in her wheelbarrow. With a minimum of fuss she met and married Uncle Tony and I remember all their visits as they used to pop in to see me and my family, wherever we were. Gifted homemade jam, eggs and baking…it’s a family tradition. I bet they are having one grand tea party in spirit now.

Love flowing from both these women, whose hearts simply kept expanding no matter what they faced. I love them both and my heart goes out to those who are grieving. ❤

29 Responses to “Two remarkable women……”

  1. 1 mysticaljourney July 7, 2016 at 6:19 pm

    Beautifully written. Deeply sorry for your losses!


  2. 3 smzang July 4, 2016 at 5:59 pm


    Having been away and only now learning of your name change I am so happy for you. Your name has changed but beautiful loving soul hasn’t changed one bit and your blog is still a haven.

    Your Aunty stole my heart away. Your friend Suzanne, equally so. Such beautiful people, and now they have claimed their reward. I am so sorry for your loss and yet I know they are at peace. That is a beautiful thing.

    I will do a bit more reading now, while everyone is out at the grill and I shall return on a regular basis to absorb the beautiful energy your radiate.

    As ever,


  3. 7 tornadoday June 27, 2016 at 5:45 pm

    Dearest Jane, your comment that they weren’t linked made me pause. They were linked – through one amazing and loving heart – yours! ❤ And the blessings, theirs.


  4. 9 Al June 27, 2016 at 12:08 pm

    It appears that they taught love simply by living it fully. Two lives well lived and many lives touched along the way. Great tribute, Jane.


  5. 11 grandfathersky June 27, 2016 at 1:21 am

    A life that lives on in memory is as eternal as the soul that was embodied by it. The mystery of life ceases when we come to know the richness of sharing the heart … Thank you for sharing these wonderful memories …


  6. 13 ianscyberspace June 27, 2016 at 12:24 am

    What remarkable women. Thank you for sharing this.


  7. 15 clarepooley33 June 26, 2016 at 11:09 pm

    Beautifully written Jane. I am sorry you have lost two dear friends – may you find peace in remembering their love xx


  8. 23 Marylin Warner June 26, 2016 at 7:53 pm

    What blessings, Jane, to have both Aunt Tessa and Suzanne in your life! ❤ ❤ ❤ Love and hugs all of you.
    They were your angels, and you are now an angel in so many of our lives. We all are, indeed, linked.


  9. 25 journeyintopoetry June 26, 2016 at 5:48 pm

    Just beautiful my lovely. This writing brought me to tears, and although you have lost two precious people in your life, you write about them and remember them with such joy, my tears were positive ones despite the sad news. Beautiful ❤️ xxx


  10. 28 Peter Wells aka Countingducks June 26, 2016 at 5:36 pm

    Beautiful and heartfeltl testament to two wonderful women and the enduring powers of love shared.


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