Donna (SpankiluvsPSP)
Sandi (Frogsan)
Thank you Pat for all the times you cheered me up with your cute little cards,,I'll miss them dearly...Thank you Pat for all the wonderful Hilili moments when nothing was there but I felt your presence anyway......Thanks for the time we spent talking about your daughter's wedding and the flowers,,,it made me feel special.......Thank you for all the love and good feelings you sent in your E-mails....God's computer must be brimming with your spirit....Love you and miss you....
I saw Pat in a different light. She was a voice of calm and reason amidst frequent chat room chaos. A mediator, a facilitator, a positive influence. A laugh and a joke. A friendly tweaking when I needed that. A reminder to go easy on the feelings of others. A voice that said that this wasn't all so serious. A good and decent person.
We are all better for having known Pat. I feel indeed privileged to be able to say that I knew Pat. There are precious few like her. She will be missed
Dear Pat,
My heart grieves that you had to leave this world so young, and such a painful way. Why must the "good" always suffer so? I hope my flowers, cards, and letters of encouragement helped in some small way. I'll miss those "Hilili Moments", miss seeing email and e-cards from you in my mail box, miss your humor and sweet ways. The feeling that "something's missing" will always be felt now when I sign online. We love you and will miss you ... til we met again in that "better place".
((((( Our Pat )))))
“Our Pat”. It's funny but I don't think of her as “Our Pat”.. I think of her as “My Pat” because she touched you that way, as though she were exclusively your friend; looking out for you, reaching out to you, being happy for you! She was a brilliant ray of sunshine, sharing her humor with funny little cards in every morning mail. Some days, when things were particularly difficult, these E-mailed kindnesses gave me strength; some days they gave me insight; some days they gave me hope and some days they gave me a great big belly laugh because they would arrive completely blank…”My Pat”, having a “Hilili Moment”! I think Laura first gave her blank e-mails that nickname and it stuck. So much so, that even in my day to day “real life” conversations, I would tell someone that I just had a “Hilili Moment” and then go on to explain where the phrase came from, delighting even people she did not know. I never once mentioned her to someone without using one (or more) of the following descriptions: kind, gentle, fun loving, loyal, considerate, compassionate, thoughtful, humorous, generous, and FRIEND (always). I never got to meet her in person since she lived in Kansas (the land of OZ, how appropriate for this wonderful woman) and I lived in New York. But, we exchanged pictures of our families and ourselves and this friendship was as close as any I have had. I heard all about her family and she heard all about mine. We shared triumphs, tragedies, weddings, births, and deaths - never did I think I would write about losing her. “Our Pat”, “My Pat”, “Your Pat”, “Their Pat”–- whatever you call her, she was an extraordinary person.
I love her and I miss her and I always will.