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Beloved Daughter, Mother, Wife, Grandmother,
Sister, Aunt, Provider and Friend
      
     
  
Elsie June DeWitt
April 20th 
1930 – February 14th 2001
 
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In Loving Memory of Our Mother Elsie DeWitt
 
  
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I perused hundreds of poems, trying to find those that were a true reflection of 
our Mother's goodness. The entire family was eager to be a part of this tribute.
My siblings chose music they knew Mom to be fond of, and Vicki and Sara 
graciously consented to sing. They filled the room with the sound of angels.
 
Mom was definitely smiling!
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Mom, 
we know you watch over us, and we are glad you are safe and pain free.We miss 
your touch!
 
Rest among the 
angels,...
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When God created 
Mothers
 
  
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Lord was creating mothers, he was into his 6th day of overtime, when the angel 
appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one!" And the 
Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? 
 She has to be 
completely washable, but not plastic; have 180 movable parts...all replaceable; 
run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap that disappears when she stands 
up; a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love 
affair; and six pairs of hands".
 
 The angel 
shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands, no way".
 
 "It's not the 
hands that are causing me the problems,” said the Lord. "It's the 3 pairs of 
eyes that mothers have to have."
 
 "That's on 
the standard model?" asked the angel.
 
 The Lord 
nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she 
asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another 
here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to 
know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he 
goofs up and say 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a 
word"
 
 "Lord" said 
the angel, touching his sleeve gently,  "Come to bed. Tomorrow...."
 
 "I can't" 
said the Lord. "I am so close to creating something so close to myself. Already 
I have one that heals herself when she is sick... can feed a family of 6 on one 
pound of hamburger meat...... and can get a nine year old to stand under the 
shower".
 
 The Angel 
circled the model of a mother very slowly, "It's too soft" she sighed.
 
 "But tough!" 
said the Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure".
 
 "Can it 
think?" asked the angel.
 
 "Not only 
think, but it can reason and compromise,” said the creator.
 
 Finally, the 
angel bent over and ran her fingers across her cheek. "There's a leak,” she 
pronounced. "I said you were trying to put too much into this model."
 
 "It's not a 
leak,” said the Lord, "It's a tear."
 
 "What's that 
for?"
 
 "It is for 
joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride."
 
 "You are a 
genius,” said the angel.
 
 The Lord 
looked somber. "I didn't put it there."
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May I Go?
 
May I go now?Do you think the time is right?
 May I say good-bye to pain filled days
 and endless lonely nights?
 
I have fought the good fight.
 I have finished the race.
 I have kept the faith.
 I have lived my life and, in faith,
 done my best.
 
An example tried to be.
 So can I take that step beyond
 and set my spirit free?
 
I didn't want to go at first.
 I fought with all my might.
 But something seems to draw me now
 to warm and loving light.
 
I want to go.I really do.
 It's very difficult to stay.
 But I will try as best I can
 to live just one more day.
 
To give you 
more time to care for meand share your love and fears.
 I know you're sad and afraid
 because I see your tears.
 I'll not be far.
 
 I promise that and hope you'll always know
 that my spirit will be close to you
 wherever you may go.
 Thank you so for loving me.
 You know I love you, too.
 
That's why it's hard to say good-bye
 and end this life with you.
 So hold me now, just one more time
 and let me hear you say
 because you care so much for me,
 you'll let me go today.
 
 
 
- Anonymous -
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    | A Eulogy 
to Elsie DeWitt
Authored by her Baby Boy (Barth) 
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You may 
not see it as the cover story on CNN, but the world is a much sadder place 
today. Our Mother, Elsie DeWitt, has passed away.  She lost her fight with 
Adenocarcinoma Cancer, but did so with the utmost dignity.
There 
will be no more blood draws and no more antibiotics. She won’t have to worry 
about being sliced, prodded or medicated; her days of being downright miserable 
are over. Mom finally succumbed to the dreadful disease that has filled every 
breathing moment of the last nine and a half months of her life. As was usually 
the case, her adoring family surrounded her.
Most 
importantly, she was at peace with herself and with God. Speaking of family, Mom 
was raised by the most loving and caring parents ever to grace this Universe. 
Being a bit biased, we feel Thelbert and Lois Combs raised their six children 
with the best virtues humanly possible. All families should benefit from such a 
strong and honest foundation. Mom was very proud of her heritage, and rightly 
so.
Having 
benefited from her Combs upbringing, Mom was the type of woman who left a little 
piece of her in every life she touched.  
Daughter, Mother, Wife, Grandmother, Sister, 
Aunt, Provider and Friend,  she played each part so 
very well. We all will mourn her passing, so please take a moment to think of 
her, and when you do please smile.
It’s hard to say goodbye to such a remarkable, 
caring, loving, tender person, but death is part of living. We could be selfish 
and wish she were still here among us, but she is now in a far better place. She 
is with GOD, and as she would so proudly point out, “she’s with Pooh”!
 
It’s hard knowing 
that we can never touch her or talk to her again. She gave so much in her life 
and lost so much in the process.  We thank God that he gave her to us! We 
admired her so very much, because she was one of the strongest human beings 
alive, and her will was tested more than once. If we close our eyes, and tell 
her we love her, she will hear us.
Mom, thank you for giving us life. You meant so 
very much to us, and we lost so much when you died. At least we know you are not 
worrying anymore, you’re breathing freely, and you’re with all of those loved 
ones who passed before you. We love and miss you tremendously!!!
 
It is very important for us to recognize, in 
some small way, the life and gifts given to us, by such an amazing woman. Each 
and every one of us, has, in some way, been blessed by knowing Elsie DeWitt. She 
has touched us all; in only the special way that she could touch a heart! Mom 
was a shining light of goodness, and she represented love in the truest form. We 
truly believe she was an angel sent to us by God.
 
Life wasn’t always bliss for Mom… that is until 
Pooh (Richard DeWitt) came into the picture. Once they shared that first 
memorable cup of coffee, the world was hers on a platter. Pooh was the best 
thing that ever happened to Mom, and to us. We’re eternally grateful that he 
graced her life. We miss Pooh dearly too!
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It’s hard to think of Mom without thinking of 
her relationship with Aunt Ruth. These two beautiful women were the epitome of 
sisterhood. The song “Sisters” was written explicitly for them.
 
We’ll miss the “closeness” that warmed a 
room whenever they shared each other’s company. They always said, “We have another 
sister and three brothers that we love equally, it’s just that we’re also best 
of friends”.
    
Mom gave of herself, unconditionally, both 
physically and emotionally, 100% of the time. She never asked for anything in 
return. She always found the positive side of a situation, and never dwelled on 
the negative. She was the most unselfish person we have ever known.
We all had very close, special relationships 
with Mom, and for that, we thank God. She was more than a friend to us. She was 
our kindred spirit. She understood us, and was never judgmental. She was our 
strength in our weak times, and our sunshine on our 
dreary days.
Mom was a woman of incredible strength, courage, 
and character. She never complained, never lost her sense of humor, never gave 
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When we would be down about her illness, she 
would be the one reassuring us that she would be all right by saying, 
"Everything’s going to be just fine." Mom knew the gravity of her situation, but 
as always, she was concerned for the comfort of everyone else.
 
In treatment of her cancer, we would say “Here 
are the options available to you Mom, but the decision is yours”. Regardless of 
how weak, degraded, or defeated she felt inside, her aim was still to please 
others. If she thought one of her children wanted her to continue with new 
treatments, it would be done.
 
She was caring to a fault. All we ever wanted 
for her was the absolute best care possible, and to be comfortable with her 
illness. It hurt all of us immensely to see her enduring the pain and suffering 
that accompany the treatment of this awful disease.  Thank God for the ability 
to bring her home!
 
Sadly, on
February 14th, 2001, 
we had the privilege of being with Mom, for the last time. We knew this would be 
one of the most difficult days of our lives, for we would be saying good-bye to 
someone we dearly treasured.
 
We had already endured and mourned the passing 
of numerous family members, including our Father and our beloved Stepfather 
(Pooh). Many of those deaths had also been cancer related, but this loss was so 
much more impacting. The pain was sharper and the hurt was deeper. Not only was 
this our sole surviving parent, but this was also our ”Mother”! 
There’s an everlasting umbilical connection between Mother and Child, and we’ve 
now experienced the tremendous pain when the cord is severed. 
We feared that we would fall apart. We didn’t 
want Mom to see us that way. We knew we wanted to be strong for each other, the 
grandchildren, and our entire family. Instead, what we encountered was probably 
the most beautiful experience of our lives. We have never felt so much love. It 
was everywhere. It was a true portrait of Mom’s gift of herself, being returned 
by so many. It was something we will keep with us forever.
 
Mom is a unique lady. Yes, we say is, because 
she is and will always be, in our hearts, our minds, and our souls. Knowing Mom 
as we do, she will be guiding us and watching over us always, and we know, when 
our time comes, she will be there to greet us. 
 
We miss you immensely Elsie DeWitt! Thank you 
for your love, your kindness, and your sense of humor in the good times and the 
bad. Most of all, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts for allowing us, to 
be a small part of your life.
 
Mom was not afraid to die. To her, passing on 
meant she was being reunited with the man who always made her feel like the very 
special person that she truly was. She would often tell her precious 
grandchildren, “Pooh’s waiting for me”.
 
She returned to God, and to Pooh, on Valentines 
Day just as the sun came up.
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Letter From Heaven
 
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to 
say.But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
 I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
 Here, there are no 
more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
 
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of 
sight.
 Remember that I am with you every morning,
noon 
and night.
 That day I had to leave you when my life on 
earth was through.
 God picked me up and hugged me and He said," I welcome you.
 
It's good to have you back again; you were 
missed while you were gone.
 As for your dearest family, they will be here later 
on.
 There's so much that we have to do, to help our 
mortal man."
 God gave me a list of things, which he wished for me to do.
 And 
foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
 
And when you lie in bed at night the day's 
chores put to flight.
 God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.
 When you think of my life on earth, and all 
those loving years.
 Because 
you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
 
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the 
pain.
 Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
 I wish that I could tell you 
all that God has planned.
 If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
 
But one thing is for certain, though my life on 
earth is o'er.
 I'm closer to you now, that I ever was before.
 There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many 
hills to climb;
 but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
 
 
 
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too.If you can help 
somebody who's in sorrow and pain;
 then you can say to God at night "My day was 
not in vain."
 And now I am contented.... that my life was 
worthwhile.
 Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
 
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling 
low,
 just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
 When you're walking down the street and you've 
got me on your mind;
 I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
 
And when it's time for you to go...from that 
body to be free.
 Remember 
you're not going...your coming here to me.
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We love you Mom, and thank 
you!
 
 It means so much for you to have been at the 
heart of our family!
  
  
Look not where 
I wasFor I am not there
 My spirit is free
 I am everywhere
 
In the air that you breathe
 In the sounds that you hear
 Don't cry for me my Children
 My spirit is near
 
I'll watch for you
 From the other side
 I'll be the one running
 New friends by my side
 
Smile at my memory
 Remember in your heart
 this isn't the end
 it's a brand new start
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