Parcourez la nécrologie de Lynda Norman August 27 1943
February 27 2024 résidant dans la province Ontario pour le détail des funérailles.
Lynda Norman Obituary
Obituary for my mother Lynda Norman who passed away February 27 2024 at 7:00PM at her home at Crown Ridge Place in Trenton Ontario. She is survived by her Husband Albert Norman, her Children Janet (Dave) Inglis, Chad Briand, and recently passed son Mark Briand. Lynda also had Stepchildren Greg, Grant, Kelly, Kim Norman, her Brother George Willson , and her late sister Barbara Willson. Her grandkids Nicole Inglis, Madison and Hunter Briand, Step Grandchildren Brandon ( great grandchild Kiara Sowa-Norman). Devon Norman, Aaron, Jessica and Jordan Khan. We would also Like to include her foster families, the McLean Family, the McGuinness Family and the Grunig Family. Lynda will be fondly remember by extended family and friends.
Lynda lived a full life filled with ups and downs, she was a seasoned writer, a journalist, wrote a couple books, she worked in real estate for many years as an administrator, she loved to go camping, the cottage, road trips, trying out new restaurants, and sitting by the waterfront on a warm summer day. She valued the basic things in life like family, a phone call, family dinners, a birthday card, and lottery tickets. She was always so full of life, she was stubborn, driven and full of ambition and determination, and she would never stop till she got what she wanted. She was a control freak, had to do everything herself, because she loved to take care of people, she would always say sit and rest I got this. Her meals were so GOOD… her stuffing especially old school, basic, non of the raisins or sausage junk, plain bread, onions, eggs, sage, salt and pepper…. Her turkeys were off the charts always moist and tasty, anything my mother cooked was the bomb.
My mother valued life, and she also valued family, sadly our family was broken and never able to maintain a standard moral code, which broke her heart, I truly miss those family gatherings at her place. She valued life, the great outdoors, traveling, tv, and good conversations over coffee with friends. My mother was old school but even in her 80’s she was always on facebook whether sharing happy memories or ranting, she was there. She would always text message people, even though she hated it she knew it was the times and she adapted and evolved. She always sent you a Christmas and birthday card every single year to remind you of the meaning and thought over convenience.
My mother endured a life filled with challenging times but she also survived them all, she took the blunt force of it all to protect us all, she would take a bullet for anyone, a hit for anyone, or harassing phone calls while in a nursing home, and never tell a soul because she didn’t want anyone to feel pain, or anger, she always felt the need to protect people, only she could feel the pain, unless you disrespected her or broke your loyalty then you would feel her rath, she truly was the matriarch of the family, the glue that held us together for as long as she could. But much to her convictions, she was blunt and she would call you out on your bullshit any day, people don’t like to hear the truth but she spoke it. Her words were soothing but her bark was scary, she was truly the embodiment of an old school traditional mother, tough love, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything.
She was always misunderstood, maybe did thing unconventional at times, to some it may have seem like betrayal but when you look deep down, all she ever wanted to do was help people, take care of people, but the second you disrespected her or betrayed her loyalty she would let you know how she felt and banish you…. Now I know where I get it from.
She was a foster mother to many new born babies whom were ripped from troubled homes and delinquent mothers, put into the system and put into my mother’s home, some she had for a few weeks, and others she had for months or even over a year. To this day most of those foster families that adopted those babies my mother fostered kept in contact and always called them grandma and grandpa…. Family is not blood, family is the people you choose to keep in your life, who value and respect the word family and each other, and a family she found in them. I have come to know these families and kids very well, and they are family to me as well, amazing people.
The lesson in life when someone passes is to learn from a loss, the times you missed, the fights you had, the moments you passed on, etc etc… its not only till someone passes you realize you could have done better, the success is not realizing it, the success is doing something about it and maintaining it.
My mother did her best, to some that wasn’t good enough, sure she wasn’t perfect, non of us are, but when I think of that women in a wheel chair, in a nursing home, knowing her health issues, her eventual demise, all the struggles and adversities she had and was facing, a simple reaction to her colouring book she looked forward to all week to receive meant the world to her, she would spend all week colouring pages to perfection and be riddled with excitement for our praise of her work…. That is not a bad person, that is a real genuine loving and caring person who wanted to be loved and respected just as much as anyone else, and just enough to make her happy and she in return would give you the world in return. That’s who my mother was… That is the women I love and will forever miss.
I Love you mom, so very much.
Lynda’s family will celebrate her life privately after her cremation has taken place. If desired, memorial donations to the Canadian Foster Families Association would be appreciated by the family. Online condolences at www.weaverfuneralhomes.com
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Décès pour la Ville:Trenton, Province: Ontario
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