For all that you were, all that you did, and all that you gave, we love you dear sister.
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Some of the newer members of LOTH do not know who charter member
Missy was and why she was so special to all who came in contact with her.
Let me tell you a little about our special sister. Missy was 37 when she died on June 6, 1997 of Lymphathic Cancer. She was a loving mother to 15 year old Anastasia, loving daughter to Earl and loving ex-wife to Dan. Missy was a strong person, one who ignored pain and sought the pleasures of life instead. She loved spring flowers, dancing, and all sorts of activities. Up until she was in a car accident in 1996, she had no idea that her body was being attacked by Cancer. Missy fought with all her strength to overcome it but she was unable to win this final battle of her life. During Missy's last few months on earth, she kept a journal of sorts on her web page. It served as a lesson about her disease, her hopes, her dreams and what her life had meant. DianaDru had to help with this page toward the end as Missy's physical strength was low. It was a labor of love. All of LOTH placed candles on their pages when Missy died in her home laying peacefully on Dan's lap looking out on her garden of spring flowers. Some LOTH sisters still leave that candle burning on their page in memory of the beautiful soul that once graced our lives with her presence.
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Below you will find memories and memorials to Missy written by those that knew her well.
Special Notification: 8 June, 1997, 10:45 p.m. It is with a very sad and heavy heart that I must report to all of you that Missy is no longer with us. Missy is with her heavenly father and is no longer in any pain or enduring the agony of her cancer. Missy left us June 6, 1997. Missy, I will miss you. You have made me realize the love for others that though deep inside of me, I was unable to express to my loved ones. You have taught thousands of us to love and to show our love. You have enabled hundreds if not thousands of us to break down our barriers of silence and to speak out for what we believe. Missy, you have taught us to love and I will never forget you.Thank you Missy, for being you. Open Letter to Missy from Joan; 21 March, 1997 Missy I need to thank you so much!! If not for you and your courage, I would never have been able to put into words my feelings about my brother and the loss of my children! You, being able to open yourself to us, has given me the courage to speak up and reveal my pains, hurts and fears. It has also allowed me to open up and express the Love that I have kept secreted away in fear of losing more of my loved ones. Dear wonderful, sweet, brave and courageous Lady thank you from the bottom of my heart and soul for showing me the way and guiding me with your wonderous light. You are a ray of hope for all of us. Joanie |
Missy Angel, Bright & Beautiful: A Prose Poem
I can imagine the pastel beauty of a lunar rainbow How rich we are that your presence and memories will continue to
be among us: The warmth of your memories continues to soothe and gladden our hearts...
Even in heaven you bring blessings to me and to others..
Aloha, sweet Missy of the angel smiles and angel voice...
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Letter to an Angel, The needs of the many were in your thoughts even as you prepared for your solo part of the journey. Your bright poignant spirit and courage were an inspiration to me. You touched me with your grace and charm. Your name became synonymous with the best that love and friendship has to offer. You filled up my coffers even as you graciously acknowledged that I did the same for you. You smiled with us, you laughed and cried with us. Your arms were ever open to circle the growing number of those who loved you and whom you loved in return. You were the evergreen tree to those in the winter of despair. You were the bluebird of happiness to many and though I miss you deeply, I am happy that you able to soar free of pain. You had that rare ability to bring out the best in everyone and to hook into the motherlode of human kindness. I thank you for being just who you were and touching my life and so many other lives with your goodness. I can almost see you tapping your little foot upon a cloud while looking
around to see if any other angels need cheering up. I am sure it won't
be long til you are much All my love, Barb aka Silver of Visionary Rainbows |