Donna Beukelman
1st July 2006, 12:07 AM (00:07)
My mom, Nelrose McKay, has had alzheimer's for many years and was at the end. My parents currently live in Phoenix close to me. Last Sunday she stopped eating and drinking and became completely unresponsive. Then early this morning she breathed her last and was gathered to her people. And God was with her!
Mom and dad lived in Pasadena, TX from 1963-1998 and attended Pasadena First Church and also Nasa Naz. Church (now known as Clearlake, I believe). My mom was also the NWMS President of the Houston District for all my growning up years that I can remember. I'm not sure when she retired from being the Dist. NWMS Pres., but probably sometime in the early 90's. She was an elementary school teacher.
Our family and my brothers will be traveling next week to Louisianna for the funeral and she will be buried next to her parents.
Back in Pasadena, TX, my family was also good friends with John Ross' family. His sister Nancy lived at our house alot. John's mother, Ovan, had written a poem to my mom when she retired from being a school teacher. I ran across the card and poem as I'm going through family pictures to make a DVD for the funeral. Thought I would share the poem.
Mother to three, second mother to many,
taking the fatherless under your wing.
Loving, comforting, always consoling
till sadness softened. Again she could sing.
You taught the handicapped, the maladjusted,
those who had trouble just learning to cope
with a bewildering world so far beyond them.
You gave new confidence. You gave new hope.
Now this is your time, long may you enjoy it.
Do all the things that you had to postpone.
You've earned your leisure. Persue special interest.
Enjoy the crowds or relax all alone.
Jump on the caracal! Life swirls around you!
Grab for the brass ring! Soon you will find
each day is unique. Each holds adventure,
Every day God given. One of a kind!
Ovan
Love you mom and I'm smiling know you are free at last from the trappings of the earthly body.
Donna
Mom and dad lived in Pasadena, TX from 1963-1998 and attended Pasadena First Church and also Nasa Naz. Church (now known as Clearlake, I believe). My mom was also the NWMS President of the Houston District for all my growning up years that I can remember. I'm not sure when she retired from being the Dist. NWMS Pres., but probably sometime in the early 90's. She was an elementary school teacher.
Our family and my brothers will be traveling next week to Louisianna for the funeral and she will be buried next to her parents.
Back in Pasadena, TX, my family was also good friends with John Ross' family. His sister Nancy lived at our house alot. John's mother, Ovan, had written a poem to my mom when she retired from being a school teacher. I ran across the card and poem as I'm going through family pictures to make a DVD for the funeral. Thought I would share the poem.
Mother to three, second mother to many,
taking the fatherless under your wing.
Loving, comforting, always consoling
till sadness softened. Again she could sing.
You taught the handicapped, the maladjusted,
those who had trouble just learning to cope
with a bewildering world so far beyond them.
You gave new confidence. You gave new hope.
Now this is your time, long may you enjoy it.
Do all the things that you had to postpone.
You've earned your leisure. Persue special interest.
Enjoy the crowds or relax all alone.
Jump on the caracal! Life swirls around you!
Grab for the brass ring! Soon you will find
each day is unique. Each holds adventure,
Every day God given. One of a kind!
Ovan
Love you mom and I'm smiling know you are free at last from the trappings of the earthly body.
Donna