Today I attended the funeral services for my friend, Peggy, who died last Thursday after battling breast cancer for nearly 3 years. I met Peggy at OSU in the winter of 1995- we were in the same Child Development class and sat next to one another and became friends that quarter. She had this same radiant smile every single day that I saw her. Seriously, she could light up a room, and she did. She was so happy all the time. I remember hanging out with her, and complaining about this and that or whatever I wanted to complain about, and never once hearing her complain about her stuff. That was her...she was not a complainer! A friend spoke today at the funeral about beauty. She said, and I echo these thoughts: beauty is not only on your face, but through your face. As a side effect of the disease, she suffered facial paralysis, yet her smile still filled her entire face. She was beautiful inside and out, and beauty so comes from within.
She had a tremendous passion for children and I knew that she would make an amazing mother someday. We often worked together in group assignments, and she would completely immerse herself in the work and produce amazing results- I loved working with her.
I graduated a quarter before her, and she finished in the summer of 97. I remember how happy I was to be done with school, but Peggy missed the coursework and the children in the pre-school- while I was dying to work with grown-ups. Her heart was always with children. After she graduated, she moved to Kansas City, MO, and would send me postcards of the RLDS Temple there that she passed by on her way to work. It was so thoughtful, that I didn't have the heart to tell her that wasn't our temple, she was just thinking of me. I did later tell her, and she just laughed. She was always smiling and laughing- through whatever, she was always like that- and always thinking of others. She went on to be a Director of a very successful pre-school, an NAEYC accredited one- that she helped develop. She was an amazing teacher and director- she had so many people that loved her. I don't believe that anyone who ever met her did not instantly like her. That was just her.
She married Jeff, the love of her life in 1999, and I remember standing next to her as a beautiful bride, with me very pregnant with Alex. I will find that picture and post it, but for now, I can't find it! She made sure that day to go and thank every single person that came to her wedding- I could see how much it meant to her to have so many loved ones around her. She later had her first son in 2001, and I remember telling her how much fun boys were--I only had Alex at the time! She was so in love with him, and I knew that her family meant the world to her. She was an amazing mother- and in 2005, she gave birth to her 2nd son, who was born with a few difficulties that required much attention. As I listened to her tell me of this, I nearly broke down- it was extensive, and required her to be at the hospital for weeks after his birth. She never complained, just rejoiced in the new life her family was just blessed with. I could see the light of Christ in her from many experiences, but truly through this one.
Six weeks after that son was born, she was diagnosed with breast cancer. In February of the next year, she had a double mastectomy. She continued chemotherapy, and had reconstructive surgery. At a routine checkup, the doctors found that the cancer had returned, and was now in her blood. She started an aggresive treatment plan, and continued to stay positive. Her heart is amazing- her courage, her will to live, indescribable. I have so much to learn from her. Each day when she woke up, she would say, "today is a good day". Why? "Because I am waking up with Jeff beside me and my sons with me." She lived a year and a half later. She left behind those two sweet boys, and a wonderful husband. My heart breaks for them, and I can't seem to make sense of it all. I believe in Heavenly Father's plan for each of us, and all I can think about is that she must be so important to Him, that he needed her more than we do here. It is all so fresh, and so surreal. I really feel sorrow for those she left here. At the funeral today, her husband spoke about their life together and how she touched so many people here- I am one of those lucky ones, and I will forever be grateful for the friendship we had and the example she was to me.


-she is always cheerful and smiling!







