Constance was a loving wife to her husband, Jim, mother to her two kids, James and Alyssa, mother-in-law to Kelsey and Sam, sister to Dwayne, and friend to many. We lost her in a tragic accident at Mt. Rainier.

Constance was a woman of Christ, a woman of courage and a woman of strong character. She did not accept limitations for herself or those she loved.

She lived as a bright light in the world.

Constance and Jim moved to Eatonville, WA, in April, to be closer to James and Alyssa, living a storybook life on 20 acres with their horses in the barn and pastures out back. She loved horseback riding, snowmobiling, downhill skiing, her church and worship/study time, baking and being with family and friends.

A poem of Constance is so very appropriate, as she entered Heaven on a snow-covered ridge.

‘The horns of the angels Blasting through the trees. Naked and bare branches Stretch in the wind, Releasing resting snow Into the breeze. What has moved the angels To sound such a blast? Ah, the death of a fine woman Announcing her arrival Into the Kingdom! Let the world know A great woman has passed – Blasting trumpets From this day to the last.’

It was a short step into the Heavenly realm, as she lived a joyful and blessed life here with us.

‘Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well.’

Psalm 94: 18-19 When I said, “My foot is slipping, your love, oh Lord, supported me. When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul.\"

Our Lady and Mom is in the Heavenly realm, with no pain or suffering. She will be forever missed in this dimension, but the reunion will be so very sweet. Amen