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"In Loving Memory of Lisa Ann Grevers Nee Roberts"

 

 

Someone remembers, someone cares; 

Your name is whispered in someone’s prayers.

In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.

It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.

We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit .

 

 

 

Musings, Measurements & Memories

It is said that a true friend is someone who not only knows your past, but understands how it contributes to who you are now; they support your endeavors for the future, provide encouraging and often wise advice while loyally believing in your abilities; best of all, they accept and love you for who you are, warts and all. These kinds of friends are tricky to find, difficult to leave and totally impossible to forget. As well, the jewel in the heart of this kind of friend is that they know the inner you, the songs within your soul which keep you moving, and should you forget the words to those songs due to life’s challenges, this kind of friend will sing back the words to you while verbally and if need be, physically, shielding you from all nay-sayers who would rather see you continue in your misery.

When I write these words, it almost feels like I’m writing about someone Perfect, someone with divine qualities like the Son of God and yet, I’m not. The person of whom I write here is as human as you or I, yet has left this plane of reality in which we operate here on earth; she has passed on and the void of her absence feels like an echoing chasm within my soul. I’m speaking of my beloved friend Lisa Ann Roberts-Grevers, the “once-in-a-life-time” kind of friend of 21 years who was unexpectedly removed from her loved ones this past May- two-four weekend; a holiday which will be forever excruciatingly etched in the memories of all those who knew and loved her.

To have known Lisa was to be exposed to a person filled with a joy for living and love of life, seeing it as an adventure to be embraced with all the thorns that would go with the expected roses. She took on each role in life, whether in work generating an income or at home with her adored husband and two daughters, with grace, style and a determination to give it her best. The friends she tended to gravitate towards and who were drawn to her shared in her many fine qualities – a keen eye for detail, sharp wit, clever humour, dedication to striving for excellence in every endeavour, an attitude of taking on every challenge by the horns and the ability to adapt to any given situation without missing a beat or becoming unglued. Her particular signature however was her love for people; this was demonstrated in her remarkable memory not only for birthdays and anniversaries, but those milestones in life that she knew meant something to you, personally. She was rich in the ability to bless others with her caring nature and had that uncanny knack for knowing just when to call, what to say and knew the value of reaching out in tangible ways such as sending cards or flowers “just because”.

Over the years, the two of us faced many changes within our personal lives both good and otherwise; as time passed our friendship shape-shifted according to need and circumstance; however, the fire-in-the-furnace-of-friendship which had been forged in the brief but full six months we both lived in the same city back in 1986 remained with us through her lifetime due to the love and understanding we had of one another. I could ramble on about the things we spoke of, activities we undertook or challenges we embraced which constructed our friendship, but that would lengthy and unnecessary; suffice it to say that I am keenly aware that far too many people in life don’t experience the kind of friendship we shared and for which I am eternally grateful.

And so, as life is wont to do, things have changed once again. Our much-loved Lisa is no longer in our realm of tangible existence but has passed on ahead of us. We’ll miss her physical presence with us, yet the richness of having known her and having been part of her life will remain with us forever. So this isn’t “good-bye Lisa”, but rather “see you on the other side my dearest friend”. I am now giving thanks to God for having allowed her to be part of my travels here on earth; we were most richly blessed to have not only crossed paths but fostered the relationship we did and which many others miss out on. Thanks for all you did, were and the memories that forever will remain my Friend! Love, Life, Light and Laughter.

~ Gretta

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Lisa, my dear and oldest friend. 

I have struggled over the last few weeks to express my feelings, and to find a way to share our relationship with the other people who knew and loved you. 

You were always the creative one, who wrote beautifully and spun such wonderful tales.  As I'm writing this though, I feel you with me guiding my fingers across the keypad. ( I will therefore hold you responsible for all of the spelling mistakes that I'm sure this letter will be riddled with).I find myself with so much to say, and so many memories flooding back, the smallest details as clear as though they only happened yesterday.How blessed and lucky were we that we shared each other's friendship for over 40 years?!

When I immigrated from England and moved up the street from you, we became fast and solid childhood friends.  Walking to and from school everyday.  Going to Sunday school. Sharing sleepovers and birthday parties.  Goodness we had fun didn't we?!Remember all of the plays and productions we wrote and performed in your garage.  We used to drag our families and neighbours in to watch us.  We'd sing and dance and carry on. I'm thinking we were pretty darn talented.  Then we took our show on the road, singing at the old age home, and putting on that play inMiss. Meaden's grade 4 class for the entire school.  We were a hit!   Speaking of Miss. Meaden, do you remember when she whacked me over the head with an encyclopedia for talking to you in class.
How come you never got in trouble? Typical!

We played for hours in your playhouse that your dad built in the backyard.  By the way, if I never told you before, that was an awesome playhouse.  Your daughters would have loved it.How many times did we have sleepovers in that playhouse, only to scurry into your house as soon as it got dark because we were scared of the earwigs.  Youused to tell me that the earwigs would tunnel through my eardrums and into my brain.  Of course I believed you. (My
children believed me too when I told them the same thing).Hey Lisa, did you ever tell Paul that you developed your most excellent culinary skills playing with an easy bake oven?  How many mucky, gooey messes did we create on that thing when we were kids?  I was so jealous of you because my mum wouldn't let me get one.  I thought you were so spoiled with your playhouse and your easy bake oven......LUCKY!!!  Thanks for sharing them with me!!!!

Summers were awesome growing up.  We spent hours at the Byron Pool, staying cool, and swimming our hearts out on the swim team.How about all of the dog shows we put on in your backyard.  We'd invite all of the neighbourhood kids with their dogs, and we'd make up prize ribbons to hand out.  It was so fixed though, my dog Ralph used to always clean up.....Go Ralph!One of my favourite memories of our childhood though were our bike rides to
your cousin Linda's farm.  We'd set out early in the morning, and ride for miles and miles.  There was one farm along the way that had the meanest big dog, and when we got close we'd give one another the signal and start peddling as fast as we could to try and outrun the dog.  Usually he got hold of one of our heals , and we'd scream, and peddle harder until the dog finally gave up.  Unfortunately, after a fun day at the farm, we'd have to ride home passed the dog again, and I swear he'd be waiting for us on the return.  If by slim chance that dog is in heaven with you, could you give him a little kick for me!

There were so many other childhood memories we shared, like our grade 8 trip to Quebec City.  Were you ever convinced that frogs legs really tasted like chicken?How about our first concert without our parents.  We went to the London Gardens to see TOTO.  The sound system was awful, but we sang "Tow The Line" at the tops of our voices and convinced ourselves that it was awesome.  The Beach Boys, Eagles and Dr.Hook at the Toronto Exhibition all rocked though and we had a blast, and taking the train back and forth to Toronto made us feel so grown up.One of my fondest memories of our time together though was our trip to Florida in 1979.  When we arrived, the car rental place was out of economy cars, and they upgraded us at no charge to a luxury car.  We thought we were so special until we arrived at our hotel in Daytona Beach---What A Dump!!!!Almost immediately you got a horrible sunburn, and had to spend the next couple of days in our horrible hotel room.  I had to bring in your meals, and all you wanted was Wendy's chilie.  After many cool baths, lots of solarcain, and discovering the benefits of sun screen, you rallied yourself and we went on to have a blast.  Our trip to Disney World in Orlando was magical, and we ended up going there twice.  You were like a little kid, totally in awe of everything around us.I have finally forgiven you for making me go
on "Space Mountain".  I hated it, and you loved it!  Thanks for challenging me though, I guess it wasn't that bad.When I got married in 1985, and moved to
California, we didn't see eachother for quite sometime.  We kept in touch, but distance certainly separated us.I missed you dearly, and was delighted when you invited us to your wedding in North Carolina.  Thank you so much for choosing me to be your matron of honour.  It was wonderful to share your special day with you.  You were beautiful and radiant, and we sure had fun being back together again.

Over the years after that we had many visits across the miles.  You came to California to see us, and fell in love with the area.  We were able to come to San Diego to visit you after you moved to the area.  In 1992 we moved to Boulder Colorado, and once again distance kept us apart.One of my biggest regrets, was that I couldn't attend your wedding to Paul.  I felt like I'd shared every other milestone with you, and I was missing out on this one.  I was 6 months pregnant with Colin and didn't feel like I could make the trip.  I would have loved to share in your joy, and to meet Paul for the first time.  I hope you know that I would have been with you if I could have..I will be forever grateful that you came to visit us in Boulder before you moved to the Netherlands.  We loved meeting Laure, and only wish that Paul could have made the trip also.  I can't believe that your trip to Boulder was 6 1/2 years ago, and
that was the last time we saw you.  When we said goodbye in Boulder, it never once occurred to me that it would be the last time.  Since then, we moved up to Vancouver Island, and I always assumed that oneday we'd either travel to the Netherlands, or you'd come here for a visit.  You would have loved it here.

Through the years we kept in touch, but it was never the same as being together.Despite differences, arguments and childhood spats, we always found each other again.  We always pulled it together and realised the value of our friendship.  I think we both knew that it was a relationship worth working on, and that it would stand the test of time and last forever.If I had the chance to speak with you one last time Lisa, I would simply say "I Love You," and thank you for being my friend.I will carry you, and our special memories in my heart forever.  One day we will be together again, and once again we will dance and sing and carry on.

Until then,LOVE AND SUNSHINE,Lisa (the other
Lisa)x0x0x0x0

      

 

     

 

My name is Nicole.  I'm one of the cousins on the Roberts side of the
family.  My grandmother Willa (nee Roberts) & Harry Ward were Lisa's aunt &
uncle who lived in Arva, Ontario on a dairy farm.  Lisa was a junior
bridesmaid in my parent's wedding.

The two pictures we've sent are of Lisa and Paul on an outing in Holland,
and of my husband Evan and Lisa having pre-dinner drinks while we visited
Paul and Lisa 2 summers ago in Eindhoven.  We had a wonderful time and
although I know that Paul is technically the cook, Lisa was the chef
supreme.  She was a wonderful host and was always smiling and making us feel
at home.  It was great to hear all her stories about visiting the farm in
Arva.  I remembered her growing up as the cousin with the big hair and fancy
clothes who lived in the states.  It was great to get to know her all over
again.  And of course Paul and Laure and Yvette as well!

Our hearts go out to Paul and the girls and remind them that there is always
an open invitiation waiting in Arva from all our family.

God bless,
Nicole & Evan Londry

 

 

 

For Paul and The Girls

                                   

To have met Lisa and get to know her in the small city of Eindhoven has been one of
the most beautiful experiences to me. 

It must have been on 8th of June 2001 when Lisa and I met the first time at the
playground of the primary shool ''De Boog''.  That morning I went to school to
register my eldest daughter Rosa into De Boog. There I saw a nice smiling lady (Oh,
I will never forget that friendly smile) who had the same ''dikke buïk" (Big
pregnant belly) like me. We said hello to each other and had a small chat. Lisa was
from Canada and I was from Taiwan, we were both married to Dutch and we were both
pregnant. At the end of our short conversation, I knew I have met a very warm person
who would be my friend for a long time to come.

Later on, my husband Guido and I were invited to  Lisa's birthday and we got to know
her and her husband Paul better. Meanwhile, Laure and Rosa became friends in the
same class. When Louisa and Yvette got a bit bigger, they played well together.  We
shared the joy and the worries in our many little "mother's talks''.  Lisa's
dedication to her work was obvious to me as she always kept her monthly deadlines in
check. She made the best cookies and cakes not only for her two lovely daughters,
but also for her neighbours and friends. But maybe because she cared so much for her
family and friends first, I have seen her experiencing some health complaints in the
last two years.

Lisa was a lovely mother for Laure and Yvette. They were her center and her
dedication. I saw the joy in her eyes everytime she talks about Laure's and Yvette's
developments (Laure's achievement for Tai Kuan Tao, Yvette's good progress at
school..etc.) And she was right to be pround of them. Everytime that I picked them
up to play with Rosa and Louisa,  Mama Lisa would ask: " Laure, Yvette, what do you
have to do when playing at Lori's?"  They would reply: "behave well and listen to
Lori".

I was always impressed by Lisa's creativity, which she showed each every time in the
invitation cards she made for children's party or for family gatherings. Just by
looking around our house, I would find a few pieces of Lisa's creative artwork for
children as a surprise gift (a pineapple photo frame of Rosa, and a tablemat with
Rosa's face on it, etc.).

Now that Lisa is away, I miss her so much.  Sometimes, I close my eyes and imagine
the moments when she was still with us. It was just like yesterday, back to that
summer in 2001, when we met eath other the first time.  Lisa, rest well and this
time keep some time for yourself.  We all will be missing you. But I also know that
it was such a great privelege for me to have known you for the last 6 years.

Lori Crevecoeur-Tseng, July 2007, Eindhoven, the Netherlands

 

Lisa was a beautiful person inside and out. She always made things seem so easy. 

Alma and Dac