Monday, June 5, 2023
My dearest sister-in-law, Debra Lee Fawber Myers.
Through the years and through the memories there have been times where we disagreed, we argued, we laughed, we gossiped, yelled, cried and most importantly we always came back to that starting point of being family, and never losing that bond.
You were loving, kind, forgiving, a bit stubborn (aren’t we all) and really a great cook.
I will miss those miracle whip jars filled with your spaghetti sauce, with the meat balls and sausage, ham gravy, apple puggin, whatever Aunt Dorie used to call it and so many others.
Funny how you can take the simple things that seem simple and once they’re gone you realize what treasures they were now that they are going to be no more.
Seldom am I ever at a loss for words, but can’t find the words to convey the emptiness I feel, the sadness knowing that we will never share the laughs, the jokes, the eats, the mere pleasure of sharing coffee a tartar. This was my fond description of Debbie’s coffee where it was so strong that the spoon could stand on its own in the cup.
The many laughs, debates, spirited conversations and just you being you will be cherished memories that will keep you alive in my heart.
I miss you Deb, and wish I could genuinely show you how much. As with most things, you don’t appreciate what you have until you no longer have it.
Time is so short to hold grudges, have animosity, or resentments.
There is a country song that the words indicate that it is not the breaths that you take that make your life but the moments that take your breath away.
I have learned it is better to lay your cards out there, even if I was a few cards short in my deck, I slay me, Debbie would laugh at that.
Deb I take solace that you are gone, but happiness knowing that the bonds and afflictions of cancer no longer bind you.
Rest in peace Deb until we see each other again:
Your Brother-in-law
AKA Uncle DonFank
