Program from Mass of the Resurrection
Video Montage Commemorating Theresa's Life
Eulogy for Theresa MacDonald
Presented by her son (Karen's brother), Michael MacDonald,
January 12, 2008
at Ss. Cyril and Methodius Slovak Catholic Church, Sterling Heights, Michigan
Dear Mom,
I had always prayed that this
day would never come, but as we both know it has, however, I know that you are
now at peace in heaven, no longer suffering and that gives me so much comfort.
Mom you’ve lived with the
pulmonary fibrosis and lymphoma for such a long time, never saying why me or
letting these lung diseases prevent you from doing anything you wanted. You had
your little oxygen pack with you and away you went.
Dad, Karen and I are so proud of you for that.
I’m sure you’ve had many days that you haven’t felt very good at all, but
you never said a word, probably not wanting the rest of us to worry.
Mom, I’ve always known what a
strong, devote and caring woman you are, but this past month has shown me just
how strong you really are. You were
always so friendly to each of the nurses; nurses aides, respiratory therapists
and doctor’s that were assigned to your case.
Maybe that explains why they all wanted to be assigned to you on a daily
basis. Despite good days and news
for that matter or bad, you always had a smile on your face even the day that
Dr. Sherman came in and used his blunt, unprofessional approach to being upfront
with the patient. Little did he know
that God was going to keep you around for awhile longer.
I’ll also remember you talking
to a number of nurses in the hospital about religion and even asking me to call
Eleanor Burley and bring in a few copies of the Marion Observer that you said a
couple of the nurses wanted after you told them about their events.
I still have and am going to save the note that Eleanor Burley attached
to the newsletters I picked up from her for you to give to those nurses.
She wrote “ Dear Theresa God Bless You for evangelizing even when you’re
ill in the hospital. You also told
me mom many times in the hospital that you were offering up all of your pain and
suffering to Jesus. What a testament
to your strong faith. Grandma,
Grandpa, Zio Don Antonio all must have had smiles on their face to hear you say
that, although like me, they know how solid your faith was to you here on Earth.
Aside from you being sick in
the hospital mom, Dad, Karen and I have all agreed that this was the best
Christmas we’ve ever had. Deciding
to wait til you got home to open gifts was the best thing we could have done.
I’ll never forget how your hospital room looked after we decorated and
lit up the Christmas tree and wreath we brought in.
The room looked so beautiful with all the plants and your nativity set
right next to your bed, and we all got to eat a wonderful dinner together as a
family. We really did experience the
true meaning of Christmas. It’s not
about gifts, it’s about love and being with the people that you love.
I’ll also never forget this past Christmas Eve.
I was so grateful that the nurses allowed me to sleep on the chairs in
your room so that I could spend Christmas Eve with you.
I’ll always remember you saying, the Blessed Mother had the baby Jesus
and I have my baby with me. Thank
you mom for making some beautiful memories that I’ll treasure forever.
Karen and I would both like to
thank you and Dad for all you’ve done for us throughout our lives. I always
begin my day with the following prayer.
Thank you God for the gift of life this day, thank you for the gifts of
my mom, my dad and sister, they are the greatest gifts I could have ever been
given. Please keep them in good
health for many more years to come and please allow me the opportunity to pay
them back for all the wonderful loving things they’ve done for me.
I wish I could have done more for you mom.
I love you mom and know that
you are always with me and will always be in my heart.
I’m not going to say goodbye, because the faith you raised me up to
believe in tells me that we will all be together again one day.
So no good byes, but until we see each other again.
Dad, Karen and I will be fine and will be waiting for you to welcome us
when our time comes.
I can’t thank God enough for
giving me such a wonderful, faithful, loving and caring mother.
I’m so proud to be your son.
So I guess there’s only one
thing left to say. Welcome Home Mom.
Welcome Home.
I love you
Mike