Last week we lost my cousin Elizabeth. The family called her Betty but to most she was Liz. She was only 61. Not only was she my cousin, she was also one of my most cherished, dearest friends. I will miss her greatly.
Nothing stopped her from living the life she wanted. Paralyzed in a car accident at 21. she worked hard to gain back some physical ability.
One of my favorite stories is how she met her husband. A friend took her to a dance where she sat on the sidelines watching. Robert walked up to her and asked her to dance. When she declined, he asked if she didn’t know how. When she explained why, he sat down and talked to her for the rest of the evening. That was the beginning of their forty years together. Robert had 2 little girls whose bioligical mother had abandoned them but Betty loved them. They were her kids and she was their Mom.
Betty leaves behind her husband, 2 daughters, 3 grandchildren, 4 great grand children, her mother, sister . 2 brothers and 2 nephews. She was the center of the family. She was courageous, fearless, smart and loving. I am blessed to have such a wonderful cousin and friend.
Cancer is a horrible enemy. It took my only sister, Anne, when she was only 41.
Betty, I hope you are free from pain and running through fields of flowers with Anne. I miss you both more than I can say.