Helen was especially precious to me. When Ben started going to Woods (at age 11) I had no interest in attending church & ignored the whole thing (‘cept we did get him a ride). The first time I came to Woods was to a potluck dinner (at Ben’s encouragement). I knew absolutely no one & was terrified that I would be asked to say a prayer or sprinkle holy water or something. Helen met me at the door and asked if I’d like to sit with her & Jean Parker. I’ll never forget it. Her kindness and graciousness during that evening are something I’ll always remember with awe. Helen had an internal glow that was comforting. No matter when or where she always had an inner light & that always made me feel better, happier, etc. As I got to know her better over the years I realized that the glow was forever. No matter how she felt. No matter what was going on in her life. No matter what – Helen glowed. And a lot of us wanted to be near that glow.
To the grandchildren: You are incredibly fortunate to have had a grandmother like Helen. There was no one like her. I know that she rests in peace exactly where she wanted to be. I look forward to seeing her again.
Love – Barbie Willis