RONALEE HELEN CAROLYNE HILL

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RONALEE HELEN CAROLYNE HILL August 2, 1976 – March 20, 2010 In loving memory of our beloved youngest daughter who passed away suddenly one year ago today. Dear Sweetie: It is hard to believe that it has been one whole year since God took you away. It still feels like yesterday that you left us as the pain and tears are still there. When you were born we didn’t know anything about Down Syndrome. I was released from the hospital sooner but you had to stay another week. When we told your sister Tanis and brother Michael that there was a problem with you, they started to cry. Tanis wanted a sister and Michael didn’t care. Our pediatrician talked to Daddy and me and explained that you would be slower and needed more care. Daddy, Tanis and Michael instantly said they would help me and they certainly did. While playing with you, they taught you to crawl and walk. You loved your house and all of your family. You were the joy and love of our lives, you were a very special angel sent from God to our family. From the time you were a year old, we started going on month long holidays to the United States because in those days, they told us that children like you would only live into their twenties. You were always the best behaved of all the children and loved going to places with oceans, beaches and pools because you loved to swim so much. When Michael moved to Nashville, you always wanted to go there at Christmas time because you missed him and Salisha so much. When Paige came along, you loved her from the start. As Paige grew older, she always said that you were her favourite auntie and that you were girlfriends. She would take you by the hand and go play upstairs by yourselves. You were a kind and loving soul who was always sensitive to the feelings of others. This was very apparent when you were sick with the flu. Once you were feeling better, you had started to cry. Mama asked you why you were crying as she thought you were getting sick again. You told her that “I made mess for you mama, me sorry”. I comforted you and tried to explain that everyone makes a mess when they are sick and not to be sorry. I was glad that it was dark at night so that you couldn’t see my tears because you were the one that was sick and instead, you were worrying about me. I would do anything to have that mess again. When you would come home from work every day, you would always give mama hugs and kisses for 15 minutes. Your co-workers at Versatech still miss you and talk about you every week. You watched WWE wrestling with daddy every Monday night and he still watches it because it makes him feel closer to you and he can cry in private. You loved music and enjoyed listening to your walkman in your room each evening. We miss your touch, your smile and laughter each day. Our house will never be the same without you. When we leave this earth, we hope we will be reunited with you and one by one, we will be a family once again. We will always love and miss you each day until we are together again. With all of our love, Daddy and Mama.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Mar 19, 2011