Sister Helen

We buried Sister Helen Forge today - she passed away last week, three weeks after celebrating her 90th birthday.

When Nana was on her deathbed, she confused Sister Helen with a daughter, Phyllis, that she had lost at or shortly after childbirth many many years before. Rather than correct her, Sister Helen took the role, assuring Nana that she was fine and happy. She gave Nana peace in her last days - something Mom, and myself in her stead, was grateful for till her dying day. Sister Helen was an extraordinary person, who always called me by my RIGHT name every time our paths would cross. RIP.