Of late I have lost Moms’ of my friends along the way but none of them
Compares to my enchanting Faye. Faye lived in this life with six children and when they were younger living in Michigan we would plié up in the big Hinz station wagon headed for Bethesda Missionary Temple with Scottie, the youngest son, and his Blanco (baby blanket in toll).
You may wonder how I remember such details but Faye’s family was my own family. And not just me Faye’s seem to extend her family everywhere she went because she was the family of all. Faye with her big smile whispering secrets in my ear was when I was just a young teen and thought I was so ugly
Beyond means—Mama Faye would look at me with such certain truth and assure me,
“You’ll be a beauty beyond what you think with a personality to match, you’ll see.” I didn’t doubt Faye’s honesty.
”My greatest lost is when I didn’t see her
And Bill dance to Louis Armstrong’s, “It’s a Wonderful World” but Denise painted a picture with words so the image is embedded in my mind.
I was able to communicate Faye because I’ve always bonded with those older than me, children, and animals.
A result of being an only child with only adults to talk with…
Now my heart is heavily laden with sadness.
I walk this life with pieces of my heart missing but in place there will be an endless love.
I knew one day these Mother’s would pass and thought about it so much. Until this day, my other friend Diane, her Mom Jean would hold my face in her hands and say to me, “Diane, you are so beautiful. I love you so much.” She went through a long illness and Diane was there for her and came to me when I lost my own Mom who died in my arms. I promised my Mom I would try and be the woman she was, knowing I could never be that good.
Like they say, they were from the greatest generation. None will be like them. I guess that’s why my soul shoulders another loss.
I am glad for the descion to
visit my beloved Hinz/Harris family during a very difficult time in my life in 2004.
Faye could see how drained I was and during the last days of my short week with them she said, “Go to Disneyland, you won’t think of your problems riding and walking.” I hesitated but I knew she was right.
I told sweet Lauren, go get my purse baby. Aunt Diane will see how much money I have then we’ll get on the computer and I’ll get us a good deal on a motel.
Faye smiled with me that week I needed her so much. We cried together as she hiked with me in the woods. She shared life and death with me in her sweet voice. She talked of losing loved ones especially the toughest, her Mark. I will remember our conversation as we looked over the city of San Jose on top of the hill looking at the big oak tree standing firm with roots running deep.
Oh, how I needed to hear those words of wisdom at that time but they will stay with me until I meet her again, beside the still waters, waving with her big smile and Mark and Bill by her side.
I will always love you, Faye and your family will always remain my own. My body won’t be there as they celebrate your life but my heart will.
Your other baby,
Diane


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