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Monday, May 14, 2007
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A poem I found that seemed so fitting when we start asking WHY
Why must our heart keep grieving, Why do we feel so alone? Why did you take our loved one God, Why couldn't she stay at home? Why did she have to feel pain, Why did she have to die? Why can't we go to sleep at night, Why do we have to cry?
"My child," said God, "please understand, I know your grief runs deep, I've heard your many questions In your prayers before you sleep; I promised all eternity, No death shall shadow you, Your loved ones dwell with me above, Up in those skies so blue; She lives with me in Heaven, This place is her real home, Her time on earth was through, She learned to love, I called her home. Your loved one is an Angel now, Watching closely over thee, There is no fear or pain up here, Her soul is roaming free. I let your loved one visit you As you lie down in your bed, She holds your hand and helps you pray And gently strokes your head. So please stop asking why she left And dry your weary eyes, For she is safe from harm on earth With me, in the Heavenly skies."
Vera most certainly can be called one of the pillars of EWUC! I've only known her for a few years, but she has made an impression. I love to hear her rattle off scriptures that were ingrained in her at an early age. And to hear her stories of her life and the things she experienced, especially raising 5 boys! (I thought one was a handful!)Another thing that comes to mind is her famous pies that she would make for the Mission's yard sale, they were sold before they ever got to the church! Vera, you and your family are in our thoughts and prayers! Love, Penny Morrell and Chris Mitchell
Hello Vera. I just put a letter in the mail to you today, yes, a written letter, one of the many lessons you have taught me.I did not know about this blog at the time, but I'm glad I wrote the letter. I will try to reiterate some of it here. Be encouraged that God has moved His people to pray for you. Last night you were heavy on my heart between 10:30 and midnight. As I lay awake praying for you I began to reflect upon all that you are and how you have influenced my life...so I decided this morning I would write you a letter. First of all, I want to thank you for being a woman of Faith. You have been a tremendous example to me in this area. Your consistency and discipline despite any circumstance has taught me a great deal. Thank you for the personal faith challenges you have given me through the years teaching me so much about unconditional love and Gods purposes in our life at times when I didn't want to be challenged with it. I will never forget our many chats by the woodstove on a cold winter night. You would have my tea ready before I barely sat done. These are precious memories to me. Thank you for sharing your life,yourself, your heart, and the wisdom God has given you with me and for allowing me to do the same. Your willingness to do so has enriched my life.There have been so many stories shared.Some things will always bring you to my memory ...a fresh cut lilac, a tulip bulb, a maple tree, a cow, a ride through the countryside on backroads, a view of the hillside, an icecream cone by the lake,laughter, a hay bale, a sunrise, a cool summer breeze, apple pie, squash, pumpkins,and believe it or not the smell of manure!...there is so much more. Thank you for not only teaching me about simple beauty but how to feel simple beauty. Will you tiptoe through the tulips with me when I get to heaven? Thank you for your discipline of memorizing scripture which you have held in your heart. It has been a challenge for me and a reminder of its importance in my adult life. It sure was a lot more fun when I was earning a free week of camp for it? ...Do you think they would still let me go? When I think of you so many words come to mind...honorable, faithful, disciplined, humorous, mentor, simplicity, beauty, tenacious,cherished, hospitable, friend, and the list for me goes on. There is so much more I could share...I just wanted you to know you have taught me a great deal and I feel blessed that God has given me the privilege of knowing you. I will continue to pray for the things of which you have asked me until the end of my time. Thank you for making sure I maintained my regular visits with you.I love you. Michelle Dumont Sanford
What a awesome thing your son has done for you to set up this blog . . . I know words cannot express how he must be feeling, but this will be a support and encouragement to you and even to your children when they read through them after you are gone. Knowing you and your family know where you are going is the most marvelous way to end one's life, and I am so glad you know our wonderful Lord and Savior and will be safe in His arms soon. You will be whole and in no pain. He will take care of you and your family! You and your family are in our prayers!
Oh wow!! To get this news from Rodney this morning was such a great shock to me. I knew that you had been sick but I guess being so far away from home it doesn't register just how sick you have become. OH how much I am going to miss you. I have so many wonderful memories growing up with you. Thank you so much.. Because of you I am who I am today. You always made everything seem so much brighter. My children, as young as they are, always ask to come see you when I bring them home with me. They to must feel the love you give to all. Thank you so much for being you. I could not have asked for a more loving and caring woman as you to watch out for me when I was young. Oh, don't let me forget to thank you for all those cold mornings walking to the bus stop that you would give me hot chocolate and the best coffee cake ever made. I will never be able to put into words just how much you mean to me but always remember I love you and I will terribly miss you. I LOVE YOU- Tammy
The steady of your example The warmth of your embrace Is something my mind Could never erase Written on my heart Are the hymns of old Verses you've shared And stories you've told The example of your life Should leave no regret Your examples of faith We'll never forget You've ran your race Just how you should You've been a blessing to others And done what you could Grandmother you are And a grand "mother" you've been Someone whom God would say "This was my friend" Thank you for what you taught me And for all the love you would give Because although others taught me about life You taught me how to live.
Rodney, Thanks so much for putting this blog on the web for all of us. My thoughts are prayers are with you and your family. Vera, You are a couragous and very loving godly woman and I thank God I was able to meet you. thank you for being you. Much love, marlene
Today is a very difficult day for me to be at work. I keep thinking of you Vera and your family (which I have always claimed to be mine) and just keep praying for the time that is left for God to bless with His strength and his grace. I am flooded with wonderful memories of the hours we spent on your porch in the spring and summer and fall. I am now living back in Wilton and it feels like East Wilton will be so empty when you are gone, because "no matter what", you have always welcomed people at the farm not only with hospitality, but the love of a mother.Rodney, I remember one time when you needed a ride back to the airport to go back to school you wanted me to drive you back with your Mom. You called me "Rachel" as being your sister so I needed a name starting with an "R" it may have been a fleeting statement they you may not remember, but it meant the world to me.I never had a brother, but it felt like I had 5 when I went to the farm.Thanks Corey boys for all the fun and laughter we had at the farm. Thanks Vera for your unconditional love over the years. You taught me so much I never heard you say a bad word about anyone ever! If these words seem jumbled, this was written in between my busy day at work. I fought a lot of tears today.Thank you Vera for many precious memories. My prayers are with you and your sons.Rodney, I appreciated your sharing your heart with us. What a wonderful tribute to your Mom, how well you have honored her and loved her. What a treasure you are to your Mom.
Monday night was a special night for everyone there. God moved in a way that I never have experienced. He allowed Auntie Ve to bless us in a way that will never be forgotten. She was awake and aware somewhat of her surroundings. She was in no pain and her hands that have always been so cold were warm. We all sang hymns which I know she enjoyed. Her hearing was unbelievable, she could hear people whispering and wanted to know who it was. We even got a few smiles out of her. She repeated the bedtime prayer that night that she said to her children and grandchildren before they went to bed. When I think of all the suffering she has endured, I see that night when God gave each of us a precious gift of time spent with a lady that everyone loves. Sue B
This was sent to my email this morning and asked if I could post it on Mom's blog so others could be encouraged just as much as we were when we read it around the breakfast table this morning.
Hey Rodney,
My name is Colleen I was your mom’s nurse for just a short time. That day will forever be with me, and the love and legacy of a woman so awesome and so in love with God will go on forever. Vera truly will have a beautiful and glorious home going! I know that if God could tell you anything right now he would say how much he loves you and that he will truly be your parent now that your earthly parents have done such a wondrous job.I too have lost both of my parents, a 29 year old sister, a 47 year old brother, a newborn niece and 2 years ago my 17 year old son in a car accident. Oh but if there is one thing I can tell you, not one time did God ever fail me while I walked with him. Did I hurt and scream and cry? Absolutely…Was I angry at times? Most assuredly! but always I told him what was going on in my heart. Rodney after the last death which was my son I knew I was not feeling the whole brunt of it but wasn’t quite sure why. A year after his death I was standing in the same church where his funeral was ( it was in Oakland) and I heard God say “Can I put you down now?”………..It was the most awesome day of my life. In that second I realized his love for me, I love him with all I have but that love can only bring me so far, then I realized his much greater love for me in it’s purest form. Of course I was big and brave and said NO….If you’ve been carrying me I need you to continue! 2 weeks later he asked me again “Can I put you down now? “ I again said no but this time he added “you can’t grow if I don’t” I reluctantly agreed; If he held my hand. Sorry for such a lengthy story but 2 short years after such a great and what could have been a crippling blow I couldn’t be more joyous and more in love with my lord and savior every single day. I really can’t wait for tomorrow to see what else he has in store for me and my family. Be totally honest and transparent tell him your angry, happy sad or whatever you happen to be feeling and then allow him to hug you and make it better. Nothing else in life can satisfy the soul like the love of the Lord Jesus Christ. As long as you don’t look elsewhere you can completely trust him to make this ok for you. God is blessing you in the midst of the storm,,, receive it from him. I love your Mom and she will always be your mom, she’s just going home. God Bless you and your family
Grammie... thank you for bringing us all together last night, thank you for letting us cheer you on to the finish line, and thank you for teaching me how to run, and finish, the race well. Thank you for the precious gift of knowing that one day, I will again know your embrace.
Vera was a very nice lady and sure LOVED HER LORD and lived her life the way HE wanted her to. I remember going to the farm back in the late fifties and early sities to get milk from the farm. I always enjoyed visiting with her and Leigh they were wonderful people and very kind. Sorry to learn of her passing but she is in a better place and with Leigh again. Her family will miss her but they will go on in the LOVE OF THE LORD THA SHE TAUGHT THEM. Marge
I am sorry for your loss. Rodney, you are a great writer. I read your blog and could have written it myself back with our mother was dying of cancer in the fall of 2003. I felt all those things, too. Dad passed away in 2000, so we are orphaned also.
You never stop missing them, but you do "think on things above" more often, which is how God would have it.
God will be faithful as He has been through these final days. Just remember, Heaven will make this all worth it, you'll see. Praying for you. Susan Gower Blount
By Patricia Davis, Ph.D., International Literacy & Education Consultant, Wycliffe Bible Translators
May 2007
I first met Vera under inauspicious circumstances. It was the fall of 1961, and my husband and I, missionaries in Peru, South America, with Wycliffe Bible Translators, were newly arrived in Maine on furlough. I felt decidedly bedraggled – perhaps with some reason. We had had our first baby in July, closed up our jungle home in August, flown to Miami in September, driven up the eastern seaboard, and dropped exhausted into a rented apartment in Orono just in time for the opening of the university semester. Shortly after, when Harold announced that we were invited to be guest speakers at a round-robin Missionary Conference jointly sponsored by several of his supporting churches, his eyes gleamed in anticipation of seeing old friends. I thought I would die.
To compound our problems, for two months in a row the mission had mistakenly sent our monthly allowance to Peru, instead of to Maine, leaving us absolutely cash-strapped. I didn’t have money to dress appropriately, the strength to face more travel with the baby, or the emotional energy to meet dozens of new friends, but neither did we have sufficient food in the cupboard for me and the baby to stay home. We set out, with money enough to buy gasoline one-way from Orono to East Wilton, trusting the Lord to ‘make a way through the wilderness.’ (In the end, He did.)
At East Wilton, we were welcomed warmly, and the service started normally. However, as Harold began to tell of our work, traumatic howls seeped up from the basement, drowning out the speaker and effectively ruining the message. It was MY baby! Flying to the rescue, I found the nursery workers – dear Vera and poor Edna Buchanan – beside themselves. Baby Neal was inconsolable, and no one could tell why. I ended up taking him half way down the hill from the church to remove the distraction, and still it was some time before he quieted.
That was the beginning of two cherished friendships. I was deeply mortified. Vera and Edna were wonderfully understanding. They had given up their opportunity to attend the service and suffered the frustration of a baby who wouldn’t cooperate, but still they were big enough and kind enough to forgive and reassure an exhausted, distraught young mother. My gratitude still knows no bounds. A few days later, an envelope arrived in the mail. Leigh and Vera had felt the Lord telling them to send us a gift! That twenty dollars came direct from heaven and bought our food until the mission’s mistake was rectified.
That was Vera – quiet, cheerful, willing to serve, and effective behind the scenes. Through the years she protected me through her prayers, and encouraged me through her letters. We relished visits to her home and the short times we had together. As our families grew and then as we both were widowed, we found we had a lot in common. One year I was even included in the Mother’s Day dinner cooked and hosted by one of her fine sons.
My heart goes out to Vera’s family and to each of her friends. You bear the brunt of her loss, but I will miss Vera too. I grieved as she battled her last illness, grateful for her courage and unperturbed trust in her Savior. But think how her merry laugh is cheering up heaven, how glad she is to be basking in Jesus’ love, her relief in being free from pain and a body that didn’t work, her joy in reunions with Leigh, and Edna, and other dear friends. I am privileged to have known this woman of faith, who didn’t consider herself to be anybody special but who has left a steady example of living to help others and an indelible influence for good upon all of us who knew her.
I have been thinking all week what to write about Vera Corey! There are so many fun stories that can be shared! The most "famous" one in my mind was when I was at Randy and Jen's wedding and Vera had a patch on for her heart medication. It was showing a little above her dress and Rodney said, “Mom is that your nicotine patch” She said without hesitation, NO that is my birth control patch! She was never without her wit!! I also enjoyed the many years of going to the Bates College Earth Day! She would make us all go to each booth and get as many gladiolas as we could! Of course the best part of that was hearing Rodney say…don’t get TOO many because she makes me plant them all! And he did plant ALL of them, every year! This past Easter we were able to honor her at the EABC’s EVENT. The plaque that Randy gave her sums up the life of Vera Corey, it read as follows: In Recognition of Vera Corey
The Bible says “Who can find a virtuous woman?” We, your family and friends, know that in you we have found one. Your tireless pursuit to love and to serve God and family will never be forgotten. Your sacrifice and service for Christ’s Church will only be measured in eternity. Thank you for being such an inspiration to all who know you.
As one of those who was fortunate enough to have been "put up" at the Corey Farm from time to time, I thank God for Vera and for her years in Wilton. My story is one with which I am sure many can identify; it involves eating!
On my way home for Christmas one year (1983?)I contracted food poisoning and nearly didn't make it. I had no appetite and could not eat solid food for almost ten days. But one night when I was visiting the Coreys I agreed to try to eat. My appetite of ten long days without solid food took over and I began "nibble". Needless to say, the pot roast, potatos and green beans continued to be passed my way until I had consumed enough for a small (to middlin) army. The look of pride on Vera's face when I finally admitted I was full was a look which I have never forgotten, for she really was that happy to see me finally eat. She lived her life to be of service to God and to show His love toward others. This vivid memory remains with me as though it were yesterday, and is one which I have always treasured.
I thank God for Vera, and for the Corey family who have been great friends over the years. God got himself a good one yesterday. And we are all better for having known her as we did.
Vera Corey was such a sweet lady, and anyone who knew her can totally relate to all the stories above. She was kind, welcoming and always had a sense of humor. I feel so luck for have knowing her because I think Gods light shined all through her!! What a loss for us here on Earth...but such a gain for Heaven!! Thank God..as christians we know this is not the end!!!! As my Pastor frequently says "Isn't GOD Awesome"
To Rodney,Randy and all the Corey family. You all have honored your Mom well. What an amazing servant she was. I only had the pleasure of being in your Mothers company a handfull of times and each time her countenance was heavenly.
Her obituary is by far the BEST EVER! Truely a Corey Obit!!!!
I have been praying about what I could say about Vera and the impact she has had on my life. The more I pray, the more that is revealed. God is showing me that her impact on my life is everlasting and will continue into eternity.
I remember the first time I met Vera ... Rodney brought me over to meet his mom and I was a little shy but she just completely opened her heart up immediately ... and asked me if I could peel & slice up some apples for her because her hands weren't working as good as they used to. Of course, I did and when her project was done she had the best applesause ever! But when she offer it up to visitors, she told them that I had made it!?!? ... I didn't get it, all I did was cut up a few apples, she did all the secret recipe & cooking. But she somehow knew that I could use that little boost of kitchen confidence that I'd lost over the years. She has over the last couple of years helped me regain that desire to cook and provide for my family in a way that God intended me to. I am truely thankful. In my last conversation to her during that Blessed Monday Night Gift ... I commented on my green gravy fiasco at Thanksgiving and she again reaffirmed "We all get to start over" ... I think that had more meaning that just green jello gravy, but I got a little chuckle from her anyhow.
Another special gift that she gave me was the sacredness of being a woman. "A woman knows what a woman needs" she would say to me during the last few months of caring for her. She taught me to be gentle, loving and above all to love Jesus first and foremost. I now understand that women do need women and men need men in certain circumstances. And only when God's timing is right, men & women will come together in yet a separate special bond. All my life I've tried to fill the empty spaces with relationships that would eventually fail, when I should have been filling those gaps with Jesus and when He thinks I'm ready He will bring me my hearts desire. Vera has been such a blessing to my life "for such a time as this" ... When we struggle He will bring us what we need (not what we want).
Over the past few days, I've been trying to make sure I write down every word of our last conversation on that Monday evening. What a blessing ~ I was crying (like usual) and I went to sit by her bed. She woke up and asked me if I was crying? I just couldn't answer. She reached down and took my hand and brought it to her cheek and said "Why are you crying?", "Is there something you want to tell me?", ... there was. I told her that I loved her son very much and would do my best to take care of him. She said "I didn't know you felt that way. You've got your work cut out for you" ... I said I know! I told her how much she has inspired me to want to cook again and I'll try not to make any more green jello gravy. She said "You're special, very special and remember we all get to start over", I said thank you Vera. She said "Remember to love Jesus and always put Him first", I said I would. She said "and remember I love you very much". I told her I loved her too ... and I do! She looked right at me and said "I really do love you, you know that". I knew that but it was such a blessing to hear it. God knows what we need ...
There are so many gentle lessons that she has given us ... Our gift to her would be to live them and pass them on to others. Be gentle and live the life that Christ intended. Love EVERYONE like Jesus!
Thank you Vera & the entire Corey clan for blessing my life with so much that has been missing. I will continue to pray for all of you during this time and always.
As one of Vera's cousins, I have many happy memories of time spent together, family reunions, skating on the farm pond, helping to collect sap and sleeping under the stars. It can be said about Vera That she was the "real, genuine article." Quote from a poem by Alice E. Allan "Her heart was like her garden,old fashioned, quaint and sweet. And in that quiet garden, the garden of her heart songbirds were always singing their songs of cheer of heart. And from it floats forever overcoming sin and strife, sweet as the breathe of roses blown the fragance of her life" George and I always enjoyed our visits with you and Leigh and we will always cherish our time with you. We will miss you always. Love George and Noreen Cummings
Dear Corey Family, My name is Russell Morgan and I was one of those children that Vera took care of. I spent many days on the Corey farm. I have many great memories of Vera and the days I spent there. I have to many to tell actually. But I will hold them all close to my heart. There is one I will share with you all, I always told Vera that when I grew up I wanted to marrie her. She would always just smile and laugh. Vera was a wonderful person and she will be missed very much. But we will see her again one day on those streets of glory. So, Welcome Home Vera you will be missed. We will keep you all in our prayers. God Bless you all.
There are far too many memories of times spent at the Corey house with the Corey boys to write them down. In our youth we shared times at home, at school, at Camp and beyond. Leigh and Vera were always a part of these, standing off to the side, watching, observing, monitoring, providing, and of course cooking. Now the two of them are together again, and with reference to us all their role is now one of waiting. What a grand reunion shall be ours one day by God's grace. May his comfort be with you all as you adjust to the present with eyes for the future. We send our prayers. Rick and Lois
Wonderful obituary. We've known Vera for years....and used to visit back and forth with Leigh and Vera when our kids were young. I'm very thankful for her Christian testimony and for the life of love which she lived. My prayers are with your family as you go through this time of grief..with the certain knowledge that you'll be together again.
It is said that a butterfly that flaps its wings in a meadow will cause a tsunami half way around the world. The news of an event such as this has traveled a great distance to hit me with as much of the same force. I had only found out tonight of Vera's "Welcome Home" party and was flooded with memories from what seems a life time ago.
Although there weren't any actual animals on the farm, Vera's strength was evident when I first met her. She still had to reign in a wild bronco named "Rodney" followed by the rambunctious "Ben" and all of the "herd" that ran with these two. Out of this strength flowed grace and beauty. Not to mention a sense of humor that a couple kids wouldn't understand until years later making looking back on those times even funnier now than there were then.
Like the ripples of a stone thrown in Pease Pond that extend over space and time, Vera was a woman who led a exemplary life and those radiating circles touched the lives of many others and she will be very dearly missed.
To all of the Corey's, I have been a part of the power of your faith in God and in one another and I truly believe she is in a better place reunited with those whom she loves.
The first time I met Vera was when I candidated at EWUC to be their Pastor. She sat down and we chatted for about 6 or 7 minutes, and I talked to my wife later about her, as we made the decision to come to be the Pastor. I told her that there was a woman by the name of Vera Corey, and she seemed to me to be a prayer warrior and pilar of the church. I found that to be very true. There were many times that we journeyed up the hill to the Corey farm to share prayer concerns and the sweetest of fellowship. Heaven has gained and we certainly mourn. Whenever we think of Vera, we think of Ps. 42 which says, "As the deer pants for the water, so panteth my soul after thee, O, God." She truly had a heart that panted after God, and now she is finally home.
Serving Him with all of you, Pastor Art and Joyce Mott
Hi...my name is Andrea, and I had the great pleasure of taking care of Vera. She always had a smile even at her sickest moments. She was a woman of strength, courage and faith. She had an amazing constitution! Although you never like to see people sick and in the hospital, I'm going to miss the late night visits that we had whenever I had her for a patient. Not only was Vera a great lady, she was blessed, and them in return, to have an AMAZING family and wonderful friends. Her boys had unfailing love for their mother and were always there by her side. They would take shifts. They were a constant for her. Provided her with love and support through everything, and were unwavering advocates for her. Her boys, are few and far between. True gentlemen. Vera and I chuckled as her son's slept at her bedside, night after night, exhausted, they'd hold her callbell for her to make sure that as soon as she needed something we knew...once, and only once, one of the boys fell asleep and she had to call for the nurse. We laughed but THAT is the dedication that they provided her with! My heart goes out to you. Your Mum was blessed to have you with her when she passed....I'm sure, with peace in her heart. Her footprints have met with God's, and you are continuing her circle of life...what an amazing gift! Blessed be...Andrea
I have so many wonderful memories of Vera. Being one of the "kids in the neighborhood" was such a blessing just knowing that she was looking out for us. She truly was a remarkable woman. She will be missed terribly.
This note was emailed to my brother Randy a few weeks ago and I thought it would be appropriate to share on Mom's blog.
Dearest Vera, I cannot begin to explain how you have impacted my life. I wish that I were close enough to come visit and sit down to tell you these thoughts in person.
Thank you for everything. Everything you are and have always been. I have always looked up to you and valued your thoughts and opinions. In high school when Randy and I would come home for a visit, you were there with open arms taking me in like I was one of your own. I learned so much from the time spent at the farm. The loving family that you raised just shows how Christ was the center of your home and all that you did.
What I think I liked the most was watching you prepare meals for the famliy. Not just the preparation just before a meal but watching you lovingly pick , prepare and can foods from your garden. I still share with my family and many extended friends how to cook corn in the husk over coals. I have done that many times camping thanks to your family. (The corn just isn't the same though). The Maple syrup that you use to boil down. The cows that were milked. Dogs and cats that were loving accepted in and fed. I loved watching your bulbs pop out of the ground and tou explaining what they all were. My favorites were the big purple iris'.
You were always there for the boys. I really don't remember many games that you and Leigh didn't come to watch Randy play ball. What fun times we had. When Randy, Carmen, Sharon, Mark, Floyd and I had a dream of music and traveling around, you encouraged us instead of discouraging us. Thank you. That time gave me a confidence to work with Praise and Worship.
The times spent at "the camp" are full of wonderful memories. The loons, jack-in-the-pulpits, lady slippers and the quiet, calm pond. I have never found a place so peaceful and serene.
What you taught me through your faith and by your actions as a mother, wife and woman of God cannot be expressed. I guess what I need to say is Thank you. You have helped to mold and make me into a true Woman of Faith.
East Wilton has a very special place in my heart. I have driven through once or twice but never had time to "stop by". I have thought of your family often and wondered how you all were.
I am glad that Randy got in touch with me again. Our lives can become so complicated and filled with everyday "stuff" that sometimes we need to refocus on what really matters.
You, Leigh and your family will always have a special place in my heart.
Dearest Rodney and Family, I am so very sorry to hear of the loss of your precious mother. My heart and all my prayers are with you during this time. Rodney, visiting with your mom was always the highlight of my trips to "the farm" in Maine. I have always held close to my heart the moments we shared together at the family table in her kitchen. She always gave me a glass of root beer and made sure to tell some pretty funny stories of you and all the trouble you got into :) Her laughter and glee was contagious! Your mothers eyes shined and twinkled when she talked of you and all the other precious members of her family. And that was before she got out the family photos, when she did that her whole being glowed with love and admiration! I only hope I can be a testament of true love to those in my life that she was to the beloved in hers.
You and your family have had an amazing Godly woman in your life and I know the legacy of her love will continue as you live faithfully for God and honor Him and your parents in all you!
It has taken me far too long to leave this message. We all get caught up in the every day issues and goings on and before we know it much time has passed.
I told my mother that I was feeling a bit left out that I would not be in Maine for Vera's service. I knew that no matter what is going on the time spent together with the Corey's would be a good.
I will never forget how special you all made my fathers service and the days surrounding that event.
One of my favorite memories of the Cory family and the farm was one of the first times I really got to know you. I had not spent much time with Vera up until this point nor with the rest of the family.
This was when my parents were moving back to Maine and we were in an accident traveling east. We continued our trip and instead of arriving with a motor home or trailer we had to find places to stay. Not a problem when you are with the Corey’s. We arrived on the farm and I have to say that it was the first time this city girl ever stayed on a farm.
I stayed at Ronnie and Cindy’s house. This was before they had children. I think that Rodney was in diapers. If not, he was very young. I remember that we stayed up till the wee hours of the morning laughing, telling and listening to stories around the kitchen table at Vera’s. I felt right at home. Throughout the years of visits this was my experience every time that I visited Vera’s farm. I would get a feeling of not wanting to leave.
Dad called Vera “Grammy Giggles”. That was because she always laughed and was fun to be around.
I know this time must be hard for all of you. No doubt you will be the supportive ones to many when we get to this same crossroad. I am sure that your parents and my dad are having quite a time together in heaven. They are probably cheering all of you on.
I understand that during Vera’s illness that all of you gave up your time, a lot of energy and love to support her. How easy it would be to forget or let others do what you did to see her through. I applaud you all in a job well done.
Hang in there and remember she would want you to keep on keeping on.
I still think of Vera and all the wonderfull things shes done for everyone.I fell blessed by meeting her and have her share her loving home with me. I miss her so much and i will never forget her. I am waiting for the day i get to see her again. Most of my memories of her have her laughing and smiling even making everyone ealse smile. I remember the last time i saw her it was at at get together... everyone was so happy to see her. Even then when we new she didnt have long she always kept a smile on her face. I will never forget how big of a heart she had,she would turn anyone away. She is in a better place now.God has taken her home to be with her family. ~love always~ Cassie G.
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A poem I found that seemed so fitting when we start asking WHY
Why must our heart keep grieving,
Why do we feel so alone?
Why did you take our loved one God,
Why couldn't she stay at home?
Why did she have to feel pain,
Why did she have to die?
Why can't we go to sleep at night,
Why do we have to cry?
"My child," said God, "please understand,
I know your grief runs deep,
I've heard your many questions
In your prayers before you sleep;
I promised all eternity,
No death shall shadow you,
Your loved ones dwell with me above,
Up in those skies so blue;
She lives with me in Heaven,
This place is her real home,
Her time on earth was through,
She learned to love, I called her home.
Your loved one is an Angel now,
Watching closely over thee,
There is no fear or pain up here,
Her soul is roaming free.
I let your loved one visit you
As you lie down in your bed,
She holds your hand and helps you pray
And gently strokes your head.
So please stop asking why she left
And dry your weary eyes,
For she is safe from harm on earth
With me, in the Heavenly skies."
Vera most certainly can be called one of the pillars of EWUC! I've only known her for a few years, but she has made an impression. I love to hear her rattle off scriptures that were ingrained in her at an early age. And to hear her stories of her life and the things she experienced, especially raising 5 boys! (I thought one was a handful!)Another thing that comes to mind is her famous pies that she would make for the Mission's yard sale, they were sold before they ever got to the church!
Vera, you and your family are in our thoughts and prayers!
Love,
Penny Morrell and Chris Mitchell
Hello Vera. I just put a letter in the mail to you today, yes, a written letter, one of the many lessons you have taught me.I did not know about this blog at the time, but I'm glad I wrote the letter. I will try to reiterate some of it here. Be encouraged that God has moved His people to pray for you. Last night you were heavy on my heart between 10:30 and midnight. As I lay awake praying for you I began to reflect upon all that you are and how you have influenced my life...so I decided this morning I would write you a letter. First of all, I want to thank you for being a woman of Faith. You have been a tremendous example to me in this area. Your consistency and discipline despite any circumstance has taught me a great deal. Thank you for the personal faith challenges you have given me through the years teaching me so much about unconditional love and Gods purposes in our life at times when I didn't want to be challenged with it. I will never forget our many chats by the woodstove on a cold winter night. You would have my tea ready before I barely sat done. These are precious memories to me. Thank you for sharing your life,yourself, your heart, and the wisdom God has given you with me and for allowing me to do the same. Your willingness to do so has enriched my life.There have been so many stories shared.Some things will always bring you to my memory ...a fresh cut lilac, a tulip bulb, a maple tree, a cow, a ride through the countryside on backroads, a view of the hillside, an icecream cone by the lake,laughter, a hay bale, a sunrise, a cool summer breeze, apple pie, squash, pumpkins,and believe it or not the smell of manure!...there is so much more. Thank you for not only teaching me about simple beauty but how to feel simple beauty. Will you tiptoe through the tulips with me when I get to heaven? Thank you for your discipline of memorizing scripture which you have held in your heart. It has been a challenge for me and a reminder of its importance in my adult life. It sure was a lot more fun when I was earning a free week of camp for it? ...Do you think they would still let me go? When I think of you so many words come to mind...honorable, faithful, disciplined, humorous, mentor, simplicity, beauty, tenacious,cherished, hospitable, friend, and the list for me goes on. There is so much more I could share...I just wanted you to know you have taught me a great deal and I feel blessed that God has given me the privilege of knowing you. I will continue to pray for the things of which you have asked me until the end of my time. Thank you for making sure I maintained my regular visits with you.I love you. Michelle Dumont Sanford
What a awesome thing your son has done for you to set up this blog . . . I know words cannot express how he must be feeling, but this will be a support and encouragement to you and even to your children when they read through them after you are gone. Knowing you and your family know where you are going is the most marvelous way to end one's life, and I am so glad you know our wonderful Lord and Savior and will be safe in His arms soon. You will be whole and in no pain. He will take care of you and your family!
You and your family are in our prayers!
Oh wow!! To get this news from Rodney this morning was such a great shock to me. I knew that you had been sick but I guess being so far away from home it doesn't register just how sick you have become. OH how much I am going to miss you. I have so many wonderful memories growing up with you. Thank you so much.. Because of you I am who I am today. You always made everything seem so much brighter. My children, as young as they are, always ask to come see you when I bring them home with me. They to must feel the love you give to all. Thank you so much for being you. I could not have asked for a more loving and caring woman as you to watch out for me when I was young. Oh, don't let me forget to thank you for all those cold mornings walking to the bus stop that you would give me hot chocolate and the best coffee cake ever made. I will never be able to put into words just how much you mean to me but always remember I love you and I will terribly miss you.
I LOVE YOU-
Tammy
The steady of your example
The warmth of your embrace
Is something my mind
Could never erase
Written on my heart
Are the hymns of old
Verses you've shared
And stories you've told
The example of your life
Should leave no regret
Your examples of faith
We'll never forget
You've ran your race
Just how you should
You've been a blessing to others
And done what you could
Grandmother you are
And a grand "mother" you've been
Someone whom God would say
"This was my friend"
Thank you for what you taught me
And for all the love you would give
Because although others taught me about life
You taught me how to live.
- Ben
Rodney, Thanks so much for putting this blog on the web for all of us. My thoughts are prayers are with you and your family. Vera, You are a couragous and very loving godly woman and I thank God I was able to meet you. thank you for being you.
Much love, marlene
Today is a very difficult day for me to be at work. I keep thinking of you Vera and your family (which I have always claimed to be mine) and just keep praying for the time that is left for God to bless with His strength and his grace. I am flooded with wonderful memories of the hours we spent on your porch in the spring and summer and fall. I am now living back in Wilton and it feels like East Wilton will be so empty when you are gone, because "no matter what", you have always welcomed people at the farm not only with hospitality, but the love of a mother.Rodney, I remember one time when you needed a ride back to the airport to go back to school you wanted me to drive you back with your Mom. You called me "Rachel" as being your sister so I needed a name starting with an "R" it may have been a fleeting statement they you may not remember, but it meant the world to me.I never had a brother, but it felt like I had 5 when I went to the farm.Thanks Corey boys for all the fun and laughter we had at the farm. Thanks Vera for your unconditional love over the years. You taught me so much I never heard you say a bad word about anyone ever! If these words seem jumbled, this was written in between my busy day at work. I fought a lot of tears today.Thank you Vera for many precious memories. My prayers are with you and your sons.Rodney, I appreciated your sharing your heart with us. What a wonderful tribute to your Mom, how well you have honored her and loved her. What a treasure you are to your Mom.
Love, Sue Gallant
Monday night was a special night for everyone there. God moved in a way that I never have experienced. He allowed Auntie Ve to bless us in a way that will never be forgotten. She was awake and aware somewhat of her surroundings. She was in no pain and her hands that have always been so cold were warm. We all sang hymns which I know she enjoyed. Her hearing was unbelievable, she could hear people whispering and wanted to know who it was. We even got a few smiles out of her. She repeated the bedtime prayer that night that she said to her children and grandchildren before they went to bed. When I think of all the suffering she has endured, I see that night when God gave each of us a precious gift of time spent with a lady that everyone loves.
Sue B
This was sent to my email this morning and asked if I could post it on Mom's blog so others could be encouraged just as much as we were when we read it around the breakfast table this morning.
Hey Rodney,
My name is Colleen I was your mom’s nurse for just a short time. That day will forever be with me, and the love and legacy of a woman so awesome and so in love with God will go on forever. Vera truly will have a beautiful and glorious home going! I know that if God could tell you anything right now he would say how much he loves you and that he will truly be your parent now that your earthly parents have done such a wondrous job.I too have lost both of my parents, a 29 year old sister, a 47 year old brother, a newborn niece and 2 years ago my 17 year old son in a car accident. Oh but if there is one thing I can tell you, not one time did God ever fail me while I walked with him. Did I hurt and scream and cry? Absolutely…Was I angry at times? Most assuredly! but always I told him what was going on in my heart. Rodney after the last death which was my son I knew I was not feeling the whole brunt of it but wasn’t quite sure why. A year after his death I was standing in the same church where his funeral was ( it was in Oakland) and I heard God say “Can I put you down now?”………..It was the most awesome day of my life. In that second I realized his love for me, I love him with all I have but that love can only bring me so far, then I realized his much greater love for me in it’s purest form. Of course I was big and brave and said NO….If you’ve been carrying me I need you to continue! 2 weeks later he asked me again “Can I put you down now? “ I again said no but this time he added “you can’t grow if I don’t” I reluctantly agreed; If he held my hand. Sorry for such a lengthy story but 2 short years after such a great and what could have been a crippling blow I couldn’t be more joyous and more in love with my lord and savior every single day. I really can’t wait for tomorrow to see what else he has in store for me and my family. Be totally honest and transparent tell him your angry, happy sad or whatever you happen to be feeling and then allow him to hug you and make it better. Nothing else in life can satisfy the soul like the love of the Lord Jesus Christ. As long as you don’t look elsewhere you can completely trust him to make this ok for you. God is blessing you in the midst of the storm,,, receive it from him. I love your Mom and she will always be your mom, she’s just going home. God Bless you and your family
Grammie... thank you for bringing us all together last night, thank you for letting us cheer you on to the finish line, and thank you for teaching me how to run, and finish, the race well. Thank you for the precious gift of knowing that one day, I will again know your embrace.
Vera was a very nice lady and sure LOVED HER LORD and lived her life the way HE wanted her to. I remember going to the farm back in the late fifties and early sities to get milk from the farm. I always enjoyed visiting with her and Leigh they were wonderful people and very kind. Sorry to learn of her passing but she is in a better place and with Leigh again. Her family will miss her but they will go on in the LOVE OF THE LORD THA SHE TAUGHT THEM. Marge
Dear Corey family,
I am sorry for your loss. Rodney, you are a great writer. I read your blog and could have written it myself back with our mother was dying of cancer in the fall of 2003. I felt all those things, too. Dad passed away in 2000, so we are orphaned also.
You never stop missing them, but you do "think on things above" more often, which is how God would have it.
God will be faithful as He has been through these final days. Just remember, Heaven will make this all worth it, you'll see. Praying for you. Susan Gower Blount
Tribute to Vera Corey
By Patricia Davis, Ph.D., International Literacy & Education Consultant, Wycliffe Bible Translators
May 2007
I first met Vera under inauspicious circumstances. It was the fall of 1961, and my husband and I, missionaries in Peru, South America, with Wycliffe Bible Translators, were newly arrived in Maine on furlough. I felt decidedly bedraggled – perhaps with some reason. We had had our first baby in July, closed up our jungle home in August, flown to Miami in September, driven up the eastern seaboard, and dropped exhausted into a rented apartment in Orono just in time for the opening of the university semester. Shortly after, when Harold announced that we were invited to be guest speakers at a round-robin Missionary Conference jointly sponsored by several of his supporting churches, his eyes gleamed in anticipation of seeing old friends. I thought I would die.
To compound our problems, for two months in a row the mission had mistakenly sent our monthly allowance to Peru, instead of to Maine, leaving us absolutely cash-strapped. I didn’t have money to dress appropriately, the strength to face more travel with the baby, or the emotional energy to meet dozens of new friends, but neither did we have sufficient food in the cupboard for me and the baby to stay home. We set out, with money enough to buy gasoline one-way from Orono to East Wilton, trusting the Lord to ‘make a way through the wilderness.’ (In the end, He did.)
At East Wilton, we were welcomed warmly, and the service started normally. However, as Harold began to tell of our work, traumatic howls seeped up from the basement, drowning out the speaker and effectively ruining the message. It was MY baby! Flying to the rescue, I found the nursery workers – dear Vera and poor Edna Buchanan – beside themselves. Baby Neal was inconsolable, and no one could tell why. I ended up taking him half way down the hill from the church to remove the distraction, and still it was some time before he quieted.
That was the beginning of two cherished friendships. I was deeply mortified. Vera and Edna were wonderfully understanding. They had given up their opportunity to attend the service and suffered the frustration of a baby who wouldn’t cooperate, but still they were big enough and kind enough to forgive and reassure an exhausted, distraught young mother. My gratitude still knows no bounds. A few days later, an envelope arrived in the mail. Leigh and Vera had felt the Lord telling them to send us a gift! That twenty dollars came direct from heaven and bought our food until the mission’s mistake was rectified.
That was Vera – quiet, cheerful, willing to serve, and effective behind the scenes. Through the years she protected me through her prayers, and encouraged me through her letters. We relished visits to her home and the short times we had together. As our families grew and then as we both were widowed, we found we had a lot in common. One year I was even included in the Mother’s Day dinner cooked and hosted by one of her fine sons.
My heart goes out to Vera’s family and to each of her friends. You bear the brunt of her loss, but I will miss Vera too. I grieved as she battled her last illness, grateful for her courage and unperturbed trust in her Savior. But think how her merry laugh is cheering up heaven, how glad she is to be basking in Jesus’ love, her relief in being free from pain and a body that didn’t work, her joy in reunions with Leigh, and Edna, and other dear friends. I am privileged to have known this woman of faith, who didn’t consider herself to be anybody special but who has left a steady example of living to help others and an indelible influence for good upon all of us who knew her.
Thank you, God, for Vera.
I have been thinking all week what to write about Vera Corey! There are so many fun stories that can be shared! The most "famous" one in my mind was when I was at Randy and Jen's wedding and Vera had a patch on for her heart medication. It was showing a little above her dress and Rodney said, “Mom is that your nicotine patch” She said without hesitation, NO that is my birth control patch! She was never without her wit!! I also enjoyed the many years of going to the Bates College Earth Day! She would make us all go to each booth and get as many gladiolas as we could! Of course the best part of that was hearing Rodney say…don’t get TOO many because she makes me plant them all! And he did plant ALL of them, every year! This past Easter we were able to honor her at the EABC’s EVENT. The plaque that Randy gave her sums up the life of Vera Corey, it read as follows:
In Recognition of
Vera Corey
The Bible says “Who can find a virtuous woman?” We, your family and friends, know that in you we have found one. Your tireless pursuit to love and to serve God and family will never be forgotten. Your sacrifice and service for Christ’s Church will only be measured in eternity. Thank you for being such an inspiration to all who know you.
With Love and Admiration,
Your family and friends
As one of those who was fortunate enough to have been "put up" at the Corey Farm from time to time, I thank God for Vera and for her years in Wilton. My story is one with which I am sure many can identify; it involves eating!
On my way home for Christmas one year (1983?)I contracted food poisoning and nearly didn't make it. I had no appetite and could not eat solid food for almost ten days. But one night when I was visiting the Coreys I agreed to try to eat. My appetite of ten long days without solid food took over and I began "nibble". Needless to say, the pot roast, potatos and green beans continued to be passed my way until I had consumed enough for a small (to middlin) army. The look of pride on Vera's face when I finally admitted I was full was a look which I have never forgotten, for she really was that happy to see me finally eat. She lived her life to be of service to God and to show His love toward others. This vivid memory remains with me as though it were yesterday, and is one which I have always treasured.
I thank God for Vera, and for the Corey family who have been great friends over the years. God got himself a good one yesterday. And we are all better for having known her as we did.
Jim Pettis
Vera Corey was such a sweet lady, and anyone who knew her can totally relate to all the stories above. She was kind, welcoming and always had a sense of humor. I feel so luck for have knowing her because I think Gods light shined all through her!! What a loss for us here on Earth...but such a gain for Heaven!! Thank God..as christians we know this is not the end!!!! As my Pastor frequently says "Isn't GOD Awesome"
To Rodney,Randy and all the Corey family. You all have honored your Mom well. What an amazing servant she was. I only had the pleasure of being in your Mothers company a handfull of times and each time her countenance was heavenly.
Her obituary is by far the BEST EVER! Truely a Corey Obit!!!!
What an awesome God we serve!
Mike Martin
I have been praying about what I could say about Vera and the impact she has had on my life. The more I pray, the more that is revealed. God is showing me that her impact on my life is everlasting and will continue into eternity.
I remember the first time I met Vera ... Rodney brought me over to meet his mom and I was a little shy but she just completely opened her heart up immediately ... and asked me if I could peel & slice up some apples for her because her hands weren't working as good as they used to. Of course, I did and when her project was done she had the best applesause ever! But when she offer it up to visitors, she told them that I had made it!?!? ... I didn't get it, all I did was cut up a few apples, she did all the secret recipe & cooking. But she somehow knew that I could use that little boost of kitchen confidence that I'd lost over the years. She has over the last couple of years helped me regain that desire to cook and provide for my family in a way that God intended me to. I am truely thankful. In my last conversation to her during that Blessed Monday Night Gift ... I commented on my green gravy fiasco at Thanksgiving and she again reaffirmed "We all get to start over" ... I think that had more meaning that just green jello gravy, but I got a little chuckle from her anyhow.
Another special gift that she gave me was the sacredness of being a woman. "A woman knows what a woman needs" she would say to me during the last few months of caring for her. She taught me to be gentle, loving and above all to love Jesus first and foremost. I now understand that women do need women and men need men in certain circumstances. And only when God's timing is right, men & women will come together in yet a separate special bond. All my life I've tried to fill the empty spaces with relationships that would eventually fail, when I should have been filling those gaps with Jesus and when He thinks I'm ready He will bring me my hearts desire. Vera has been such a blessing to my life "for such a time as this" ... When we struggle He will bring us what we need (not what we want).
Over the past few days, I've been trying to make sure I write down every word of our last conversation on that Monday evening. What a blessing ~ I was crying (like usual) and I went to sit by her bed. She woke up and asked me if I was crying? I just couldn't answer. She reached down and took my hand and brought it to her cheek and said "Why are you crying?", "Is there something you want to tell me?", ... there was. I told her that I loved her son very much and would do my best to take care of him. She said "I didn't know you felt that way. You've got your work cut out for you" ... I said I know! I told her how much she has inspired me to want to cook again and I'll try not to make any more green jello gravy. She said "You're special, very special and remember we all get to start over", I said thank you Vera. She said "Remember to love Jesus and always put Him first", I said I would. She said "and remember I love you very much". I told her I loved her too ... and I do! She looked right at me and said "I really do love you, you know that". I knew that but it was such a blessing to hear it. God knows what we need ...
There are so many gentle lessons that she has given us ... Our gift to her would be to live them and pass them on to others. Be gentle and live the life that Christ intended. Love EVERYONE like Jesus!
Thank you Vera & the entire Corey clan for blessing my life with so much that has been missing. I will continue to pray for all of you during this time and always.
All my love and prayers
Alma
As one of Vera's cousins, I have many happy memories of time spent together, family reunions, skating on the farm pond, helping to collect sap and sleeping under the stars.
It can be said about Vera That she was the "real, genuine article." Quote from a poem by Alice E. Allan "Her heart was like her garden,old fashioned, quaint and sweet. And in that quiet garden, the garden of her heart songbirds were always singing their songs of cheer of heart. And from it floats forever overcoming sin and strife, sweet as the breathe of roses blown the fragance of her life" George and I always enjoyed our visits with you and Leigh and we will always cherish our time with you. We will miss you always. Love George and Noreen Cummings
Dear Corey Family,
My name is Russell Morgan and I was one of those children that Vera took care of. I spent many days on the Corey farm. I have many great memories of Vera and the days I spent there. I have to many to tell actually. But I will hold them all close to my heart. There is one I will share with you all, I always told Vera that when I grew up I wanted to marrie her. She would always just smile and laugh. Vera was a wonderful person and she will be missed very much. But we will see her again one day on those streets of glory. So, Welcome Home Vera you will be missed. We will keep you all in our prayers. God Bless you all.
There are far too many memories of times spent at the Corey house with the Corey boys to write them down. In our youth we shared times at home, at school, at Camp and beyond. Leigh and Vera were always a part of these, standing off to the side, watching, observing, monitoring, providing, and of course cooking. Now the two of them are together again, and with reference to us all their role is now one of waiting. What a grand reunion shall be ours one day by God's grace. May his comfort be with you all as you adjust to the present with eyes for the future. We send our prayers. Rick and Lois
Wonderful obituary. We've known Vera for years....and used to visit back and forth with Leigh and Vera when our kids were young. I'm very thankful for her Christian testimony and for the life of love which she lived. My prayers are with your family as you go through this time of grief..with the certain knowledge that you'll be together again.
It is said that a butterfly that flaps its wings in a meadow will cause a tsunami half way around the world. The news of an event such as this has traveled a great distance to hit me with as much of the same force. I had only found out tonight of Vera's "Welcome Home" party and was flooded with memories from what seems a life time ago.
Although there weren't any actual animals on the farm, Vera's strength was evident when I first met her. She still had to reign in a wild bronco named "Rodney" followed by the rambunctious "Ben" and all of the "herd" that ran with these two. Out of this strength flowed grace and beauty. Not to mention a sense of humor that a couple kids wouldn't understand until years later making looking back on those times even funnier now than there were then.
Like the ripples of a stone thrown in Pease Pond that extend over space and time, Vera was a woman who led a exemplary life and those radiating circles touched the lives of many others and she will be very dearly missed.
To all of the Corey's, I have been a part of the power of your faith in God and in one another and I truly believe she is in a better place reunited with those whom she loves.
God Bless you all,
Drew Paradis and Family
The first time I met Vera was when I candidated at EWUC to be their Pastor. She sat down and we chatted for about 6 or 7 minutes, and I talked to my wife later about her, as we made the decision to come to be the Pastor. I told her that there was a woman by the name of Vera Corey, and she seemed to me to be a prayer warrior and pilar of the church. I found that to be very true. There were many times that we journeyed up the hill to the Corey farm to share prayer concerns and the sweetest of fellowship. Heaven has gained and we certainly mourn. Whenever we think of Vera, we think of Ps. 42 which says, "As the deer pants for the water, so panteth my soul after thee, O, God." She truly had a heart that panted after God, and now she is finally home.
Serving Him with all of you,
Pastor Art and Joyce Mott
Hi...my name is Andrea, and I had the great pleasure of taking care of Vera. She always had a smile even at her sickest moments. She was a woman of strength, courage and faith. She had an amazing constitution! Although you never like to see people sick and in the hospital, I'm going to miss the late night visits that we had whenever I had her for a patient.
Not only was Vera a great lady, she was blessed, and them in return, to have an AMAZING family and wonderful friends. Her boys had unfailing love for their mother and were always there by her side. They would take shifts. They were a constant for her. Provided her with love and support through everything, and were unwavering advocates for her. Her boys, are few and far between. True gentlemen.
Vera and I chuckled as her son's slept at her bedside, night after night, exhausted, they'd hold her callbell for her to make sure that as soon as she needed something we knew...once, and only once, one of the boys fell asleep and she had to call for the nurse. We laughed but THAT is the dedication that they provided her with!
My heart goes out to you. Your Mum was blessed to have you with her when she passed....I'm sure, with peace in her heart.
Her footprints have met with God's, and you are continuing her circle of life...what an amazing gift! Blessed be...Andrea
I have so many wonderful memories of Vera. Being one of the "kids in the neighborhood" was such a blessing just knowing that she was looking out for us. She truly was a remarkable woman. She will be missed terribly.
This note was emailed to my brother Randy a few weeks ago and I thought it would be appropriate to share on Mom's blog.
Dearest Vera,
I cannot begin to explain how you have impacted my life. I wish that I were close enough to come visit and sit down to tell you these thoughts in person.
Thank you for everything. Everything you are and have always been. I have always looked up to you and valued your thoughts and opinions. In high school when Randy and I would come home for a visit, you were there with open arms taking me in like I was one of your own. I learned so much from the time spent at the farm. The loving family that you raised just shows how Christ was the center of your home and all that you did.
What I think I liked the most was watching you prepare meals for the famliy. Not just the preparation just before a meal but watching you lovingly pick , prepare and can foods from your garden. I still share with my family and many extended friends how to cook corn in the husk over coals. I have done that many times camping thanks to your family. (The corn just isn't the same though). The Maple syrup that you use to boil down. The cows that were milked. Dogs and cats that were loving accepted in and fed. I loved watching your bulbs pop out of the ground and tou explaining what they all were. My favorites were the big purple iris'.
You were always there for the boys. I really don't remember many games that you and Leigh didn't come to watch Randy play ball. What fun times we had. When Randy, Carmen, Sharon, Mark, Floyd and I had a dream of music and traveling around, you encouraged us instead of discouraging us. Thank you. That time gave me a confidence to work with Praise and Worship.
The times spent at "the camp" are full of wonderful memories. The loons, jack-in-the-pulpits, lady slippers and the quiet, calm pond. I have never found a place so peaceful and serene.
What you taught me through your faith and by your actions as a mother, wife and woman of God cannot be expressed. I guess what I need to say is Thank you. You have helped to mold and make me into a true Woman of Faith.
East Wilton has a very special place in my heart. I have driven through once or twice but never had time to "stop by". I have thought of your family often and wondered how you all were.
I am glad that Randy got in touch with me again. Our lives can become so complicated and filled with everyday "stuff" that sometimes we need to refocus on what really matters.
You, Leigh and your family will always have a special place in my heart.
Thank you again and love always,
Lisa
Dearest Rodney and Family,
I am so very sorry to hear of the loss of your precious mother. My heart and all my prayers are with you during this time. Rodney, visiting with your mom was always the highlight of my trips to "the farm" in Maine. I have always held close to my heart the moments we shared together at the family table in her kitchen. She always gave me a glass of root beer and made sure to tell some pretty funny stories of you and all the trouble you got into :) Her laughter and glee was contagious! Your mothers eyes shined and twinkled when she talked of you and all the other precious members of her family. And that was before she got out the family photos, when she did that her whole being glowed with love and admiration! I only hope I can be a testament of true love to those in my life that she was to the beloved in hers.
You and your family have had an amazing Godly woman in your life and I know the legacy of her love will continue as you live faithfully for God and honor Him and your parents in all you!
With love, Lisa Burch
To the Corey Family,
It has taken me far too long to leave this message. We all get caught up in the every day issues and goings on and before we know it much time has passed.
I told my mother that I was feeling a bit left out that I would not be in Maine for Vera's service. I knew that no matter what is going on the time spent together with the Corey's would be a good.
I will never forget how special you all made my fathers service and the days surrounding that event.
One of my favorite memories of the Cory family and the farm was one of the first times I really got to know you. I had not spent much time with Vera up until this point nor with the rest of the family.
This was when my parents were moving back to Maine and we were in an accident traveling east. We continued our trip and instead of arriving with a motor home or trailer we had to find places to stay. Not a problem when you are with the Corey’s. We arrived on the farm and I have to say that it was the first time this city girl ever stayed on a farm.
I stayed at Ronnie and Cindy’s house. This was before they had children. I think that Rodney was in diapers. If not, he was very young. I remember that we stayed up till the wee hours of the morning laughing, telling and listening to stories around the kitchen table at Vera’s. I felt right at home. Throughout the years of visits this was my experience every time that I visited Vera’s farm. I would get a feeling of not wanting to leave.
Dad called Vera “Grammy Giggles”. That was because she always laughed and was fun to be around.
I know this time must be hard for all of you. No doubt you will be the supportive ones to many when we get to this same crossroad. I am sure that your parents and my dad are having quite a time together in heaven. They are probably cheering all of you on.
I understand that during Vera’s illness that all of you gave up your time, a lot of energy and love to support her. How easy it would be to forget or let others do what you did to see her through. I applaud you all in a job well done.
Hang in there and remember she would want you to keep on keeping on.
Love Barb Robinson-Ramirez
I still think of Vera and all the wonderfull things shes done for everyone.I fell blessed by meeting her and have her share her loving home with me. I miss her so much and i will never forget her. I am waiting for the day i get to see her again. Most of my memories of her have her laughing and smiling even making everyone ealse smile. I remember the last time i saw her it was at at get together... everyone was so happy to see her. Even then when we new she didnt have long she always kept a smile on her face. I will never forget how big of a heart she had,she would turn anyone away.
She is in a better place now.God has taken her home to be with her family.
~love always~ Cassie G.
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