In Memory of Mrs. Sobie
Just two weeks ago on a sunny, crisp Colorado day, I entered St. Joseph’s Catholic church to the sound of bagpipes playing “Amazing Grace.” I gasped. Such a bold sound, Such a beautiful church. So fitting for a farewell event for a wonderful woman—Mrs. Sobie, Sally Ann Sobieszczyk.
Her daughter, Roberta, and I met in junior high and spent lots of hours together laughing, talking about boys, playing clarinet, making cookies. I logged so many hours at the Sobie house in my teenage years that it felt like my in-town house.
Long after those years, Roberta and I stayed in touch. But much to my surprise, I also stayed in touch with Roberta’s mom. Every year a card arrived on my birthday signed by Mrs. Sobie. And every July I sent her a card for her birthday. When she got email, we connected that way too.
When my mother died, Mrs. Sobie brought cookies to the memorial service. “Dirty Cookies.” She knew how I loved this recipe for chocolate chips handed down from my great-grandmother.
She also sent me this note after that service for my mom (p. 125 of Storm Sisters).
Dear Afton and family—What a lovely “send off” for your Mom—and aren’t you glad you were able to be with her during her final journey? Have no regrets. . . . Remember, I told you that the Hospice where you are, as well as the one here, offers a lot of help—just reach out for it.
So, now, I use this blog to honor Mrs. Sobie and honor her girls who loved her well, especially in her last sixteen days in the Cardiac ICU.
What a thoughtful service you planned for your mom. The beautiful soprano voice of the cantor spoke such comfort and hope. And the piece you wrote about your mom, including tales from her childhood, made me laugh and cry. What a challenge to sum up a life in just minutes. And the fireworks before and after the slideshow during lunch—perfect!
And now, as you miss this woman so full of life, may I send back to you the words she sent me: “Aren’t you glad you were able to be with your mom during her final journey? Have no regrets. . . . Remember, I told you that the Hospice where you are, as well as the one here, offers a lot of help—just reach for it.”
Thank you, Mrs. Sobie, for living your life well and allowing me to be a part of it. Grateful!
