CONSTANCE OLIVIA ALLEN (JACKSON)

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CONSTANCE OLIVIA ALLEN (JACKSON) Peacefully, on May 28, 2006, Connie passed away following an eight-month stay at Misericordia Health Centre. She will be greatly missed by her daughter Liz; son-in-law Bill; grandsons, Nigel and Jesse; sisters, Agnes (Don) Jackson Lowther, Helen Zawortny and Marj (Jim) McKenzie and many other friends and family. She was predeceased by her parents, Lewis and Olive Jackson; and her brothers, Ed and Doug Jackson. Connie had an impact on everyone around her and always brought out the best in others. She had an enormous influence on her grandchildren, communicating her love of music to Nigel and always encouraging Jesse to be true to himself and to follow his own path in life. Despite rapidly declining health, Connie received a great gift from her sisters, Agnes and Helen, brother-in-law Don and nephews Grant and Martin when they came in from Edmonton to spend a week with her. They shared in the smiles and laughter of many old memories. The family would like to recognize and thank June Inglis for her support to Connie throughout the many years that they were friends and neighbours. Cremation has taken place. She will be laid to rest with her mother and father at Chapel Lawn. As per Connie's request, there will be no funeral or memorial service. Special thanks to the staff at Misericordia Health Centre for their caring, compassion and humour during Connie's stay. I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then, someone at my side says; There, she is gone! Gone where? Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, here, she is gone! There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout; Here she comes! And that is dying. Gone From My Sight , by Henry Van Dyke Connie is playing the piano again. And what a great party they're having in heaven. We love you, Mom. CHAPEL LAWN FUNERAL HOME AND RECEPTION CENTRE 885-9715

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jun 17, 2006