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|Thursday, March 9th, 2006|
|Obit will be in Calgary Herald Friday and Vancouver Sun probably Friday
Wendy Jean Goss (nee Ashbridge), beloved wife of Greg Goss of Calgary passed away peacefully at home on Tuesday, March 7, 2006 at the age of 37 years.
Besides her husband, Wendy is survived by her mother (Fran); father (John); two sisters (Kelli and Janice); grandmother (Irene Ireland); two special people in her heart, Bryan and Alexandra Joyce; as well as other relatives in B.C. and Alberta. She was predeceased by her stepfather (John Vandelaar).
Wendy's employer, ATCO Travel, is creating a bursary at SAIT in her memory.
A memorial service will be announced at a later date. In lieu of flowers, memorial tributes may be made directly to the Canadian Cancer Society.
In living memory of Wendy, a tree will be planted at Fish Creek Provincial Park.
|Wednesday, March 8th, 2006|
I'm going to miss you Wendy..you were my friend , my coworker , my
mentor. I thank-you for all the memories that we shared while working at
Marlin Travel and Amex and I thank-you for always being there for me when
I needed a friend.
I will always remember your beautiful wedding.
Most of all I will miss your witty humour, and your guidance and advice.
Be with the angels ..
I just heard the news only a short time ago. I truly am sorry for the
loss of Wendy. I met Wendy nearly sixteen years ago. She loved playing
Hand and Foot with Jon and I. The card game became popular with a group
called The Mindlinkers and was soon played with several people around
Lori and Ken's dinning room table on New Years eve. Wendy loved that
game. We loved to see her smile. I remember, it was in 1998. Wendy had
come into my hospital room a day or two after my first reconstructive hip
surgery. I was looped out on heavy pain killers and feeling absolutly
awful, like a truck had run me over- twice. She walked through my room,
looking tentitive and shy. My vision was blury which is odd because I
have better than 20-20 or at least that's what they said at the time.
"Wendy?" I asked. "Is that you?" I was surprised to see her because at
the time, she and Dan were no longer a couple. Our Hand and Foot days
seemed to be on hold indefinately. I also knew she was hurt and held some
resentment towards me for giving birth to a baby girl eighteen months
before. I didn't think Wendy liked me anymore and I was in constant pain
and a new exhausted mom that socializing took on a whole new meaning. I
blinked hard and tried to focus as she made her way towards my bed. "I
heard you were here and thought I'd stop by for a visit. I just came from
the cancer clinic and so I brought you this." She leaned over and showed
me a small gold angel pin then pinned it to my hopital gown. "Thank you,"
I said. We talked I'm sure but I don't remember anything else after that.
Like an angel she was gone but the pin remained. Sadly, my pin was taken
with the old laundry but my memory is as shiny and bright as that angle
was the first day she gave it to me. That's what memories are made of.
Thank you Wendy...
See you on higher ground!
|Tuesday, March 7th, 2006|
By Brad Paisley.
When I get to where I'm going
On the far side of the sky
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly
I'm gonna land beside a lion
And run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it's like
To ride a drop of rain.
Yeah when I get to where I'm going
There'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah when I get where I'm going
Don't cry for me down here.
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy
And he'll match me step for step
And I'll tell him how I missed him
Every minute since he left.
Then I'll hug his neck.
So much pain and so much darkness
In this world we stumble through
All these questions I can't answer
So much work to do.
But when I get to where I'm going
And I see my maker's face
I'll stand forever in the light
Of his amazing grace
Yea when I get to where I'm going
There'll be only happy tears
I will love and have no fear
When I get to where I'm going.
Yeah when I get to where I'm going.
The speed of coping doesn't match up with the speed of blogging. The obituary will be prepared tomorrow afternoon. Meanwhile, here is her favorite photo of herself.( Read more...Collapse )
|Reflections - Heidi
My thoughts and prayers are with you all during this time. I am blessed
to have been able to see Wendy on Saturday. What a gift that was.
Although her outward appearance was different, I could still see the
"Wendy" spirit shining through. I admire her and from the short time I
have known Wendy, I learned patience and understanding and can honestly
say that I am a better person for having her be part of my life. You are
in my thoughts and in my heart always.
This is heartbreaking for me, since Wendy is one of the very few people who have ever been there for me when I was at a point in life where I was so desperate for help that I had no way out....and if it would've not been for her, I would've been in more trouble than one can imagine. She was my savior during this time.
Unfortunately I haven't known Wendy but maybe two years, but I believe fate sent her my way, cause it became apparent very fast that she is someone I would look up to. I admire her spirit, her love and care, and that she never gives up....neither on herself nor on others. I love her sense of humor and the way she makes even sticky situations sound light hearted. I will never forget how she was always there for me when life decided to take another dump on me. There are so many things I want to say but can't, because the words just won't come....but I have the thoughts and the memories in my heart, and nobody can take them away. The only thing I regret is that I never had the chance to meet Wendy in real life.
Wendy....thank you for coming into my life and for allowing me to be a small part of yours as well. I hope that you know how much you are loved. Not only by me but by all your friends and family. And I hope that this love will give you wings, so "travelangel" can travel on as the angel she is on her new journey.
|Monday, March 6th, 2006|
How fortunate any one of us is to be able to call you 'friend'. To have you as a colleague was an honour - even bunking together and claiming neither of us snores! Your love of working in travel, your appreciation of a job well done and your willingness to share your knowledge awakened with in others a new appreciation for one's own skills. You are an unselfish colleague with a true internal and external customer service spirit. To see you honoured with a bursary being named by ATCO is so exciting - and for this to happen while you are with us - so that you know her legacy will live on - is so special.
To have had an opportunity to turn a workplace colleague relationship into a personal friendship has been such fun. From beginning a tradition of meal-on-wheels for an ill friend alone in a new big city, to sharing Christmas, cat sitting duties (I don't think CJ and Midnight will every figure out the other's scent) and driveway storage for moving vans - our stories were just beginning. In the Owen home we celebrate the short time of our friendship with many happy memories. And we won't lose track of you, either, Greg!
So with a sad heart of seeing a you, Wendy, a good friend, off on a new journey, I celebrate the warm friendship we have enjoyed these past few short years.
God speed Wendy - Safe Journey. Don't forget your promise to give me a sign - if you able. I would really be happy to know you have crossed over safely. I will always remember the story you shared about the sea lion in the bay.
Barbara and Rick
also_huey 2006-03-06 04:35 pm UTC
There are exactly no things that some random [twit] on the internet can say to you right now, but I still feel possessed to try.
I see the way you've talked about her, and how wonderful a person she was, and it strikes me that even if you're capable of celebrating the fabulous gift that was your time with her, it is I, and the other people who never met her, who should be feeling the profound sense of loss. Here was another amazing person that most of the world did not know, and will now never have the chance to beyond what you and her other friends can tell us; the world has
lost something precious, even if what you see is how much a blessing was your time together.
So maybe it's not you or her that people grieve for. Maybe it's everyone else, who never had that blessing. </p>
|Stage #1- Denial. I don't have a problem.
||[Mar. 6th, 2006|12:26 am]
Everyone gathered for the past five months to support Wendy. Now they're all gathering to support me.
My phobia in life has always been to make a bad decision. Often this ends up with me making no decision at all. Wendy's already built large fractions of the memorial service. The living will specified the big decision on Friday night. The living will specified a similar decision today. A master planner has already specified most of the important arrangements.
As I read the "five stage" charts, I'm allowed to tell people that I have no problem here ("denial") until it becomes time for me to become angry.
Everyone is phoning to commiserate and help me get over my loss? My loss? Some deity gave me a decade of Wendy. How is that a LOSS? I celebrate what was given to me. For all of my friends and Wendy's friends, you did not lose something. You gained those years. Do not despise the ending; celebrate the existence.
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I still toast Wendy Goss. We do not moan her loss. We celebrate a world that could give her to us.
I just wanted to say that my thoughts and prayers are with both of you in this most tragic of times. Wendy will always be a part of my thoughts, working with her at both Amex and Atco was just amazing. The joy and happiness she brought to the office and making everyday a great day to be at work, I also am so greatful to her for understanding how important family is, My first week at Atco my daughter had to get eye surgery and Wendy being the awesome person she is told me you take your baby and be with her and don't you worry about work, and for that I will always be greatful, knowing I had such a terrific boss. Wendy you will always be in my heart.
I hope you are at peace and have everyone who loves you so much with you at this moment.
|Sunday, March 5th, 2006|
(From Email)( Read more...Collapse )
No, for the most part I remember the lightness in my heart which came
when you both came through the door at a party. Wendy's wonderful mind
and spirit cause even the liveliest party to become that much brighter.
Much of the laughter and silliness originated in whatever corner she was
sitting in, but also much of the sense and reason. Many times my
frivolous mind has been made more sensible by a few calm thoughts from her.
My words have run out, I'm afraid. But the thoughts in my heart
continue. They always will, Wendy.
my turn to send some memories over the airwaves ( Read more...Collapse )
For all of these and hundreds more memories of good times, thank you Wendy. You have always been the best kind of friend anyone could ever ask for, and I'll treasure you forever.
Songwriter Fred Small wrote that "the only measure of your words and your deeds is the love you leave behind when you're done". I'm not sure that the world's oceans could hold it all. Claim your wings and fly free, knowing that the love you've invested in us all through the years will be reflected back to those who need it in the coming days, weeks and months as we struggle to learn to live without you.
|Saturday, March 4th, 2006|
|Wendy Goss Memorial Bursary
ATCO Travel - Corporate Travel Solutions.
March 4, 2006
Ms Wendy Goss
I wanted to put into writing the heartfelt appreciation that your short time with us taught us what perseverance is all about, along with the personal dedication to the task at hand that you delivered, which resulted in the delivery of such service excellence to our customers.
If we could take your example of life, and multiply it to all the young people that enter our industry, it would certainly be a very different world that we live in.
In recognition of this achievement, it will be ATCO Travel's honour to name the bursary to SAIT's Travel Diploma course each year, after you, so that we can all remember the patience and commitment that you placed in our "students".
Wendy, I hope that through this small token of our appreciation, that you will always know that we will always remember you, for what you brought to us as a team, and your caring and calm outlook on life. Our thoughts and prayers are with you both now and in the future.
ATCO Travel Ltd.
|Friday, March 3rd, 2006|
|From a document signed Jan 12, 2006
It is MY WISH that no resuscitation be performed. I REFUSE PERMISSION to apply electrical stimulation to restart a malfunctioning heart. I REFUSE PERMISSION to attempt resuscitation by chest compression (CPR) or by other means.
J. It is MY WISH that should a situation arise that I am unable to communicate, and there is no reasonable expectation of my recovery and I am being kept alive by artificial or mechanical means, that all artificial support including support for breathing, nutrition and hydration be removed. At no time shall I be intubated for breathing support. Intrusive means of hydration or nutrition support shall be done only for temporary symptom relief, and not for long term support.
It is down to a day or two now. I hope she lasts long enough for Dennis to get here. She recognizes people, and can answer yes/no questions.
We had an important conversation that I'd put off way too long late last night. She was thoughtful and coherent at that point. But today we had to boost the painkiller levels significantly.
|Thursday, March 2nd, 2006|
|Update: Very weak.
Wendy has had problems keeping food down, and has successfully eaten very little in two weeks. This has gradually got much worse, and her doctor figures that it's a major obstruction of the bowel. Wendy doesn't have the strength to go through another major surgery like the two in October. The doctor made a point that we should be getting her family here "quickly".
So by Monday she was finding it very difficult to climb the stairs to bed. By Tuesday we'd decided to rent a bed for the living room so that she wouldn't have to climb the stairs. By Wednesday she was no longer able to walk across the bedroom to the ensuite bathroom. By Thursday she needed help to sit upright for a five minute sponge bath. Friday?
Her mother and sister are here, and her best friend from the Vancouver "darksiders" community will be here on Saturday.
She is at peace with her decisions and her treatment. Pain management has been successful. CHRA has been spectacular.
She is not strong enough for guests, and perhaps not even for phone calls. I thank everyone for wonderful support.
|Sunday, February 26th, 2006|
|It's ME again. Different channel, same Wendy!
Greg thought you might appreciate having a Wendy category without having to scroll through his politics and geek humour. So here I am on "Wendynews". He brought over all the old news releases for historical reference.
So, in terms of update...
These last couple of weeks have been on a downhill trend. I went to the doctor's because I couldn't keep any food down, and he prescribed some drugs which are helping with that, but I'm still not eating much and am losing weight very rapidly. Since I saw most of you last in October, I have probably lost an additional hundred pounds.
Another thing that's wrong is that I can hardly sit up without being dizzy and lightheaded. I had a blood test on Friday which I hope will help the doctors figure out what is going wrong. Once they take care of that, I hope that I can regain some strength so I can go shopping for new clothes. None of my old clothes fit me.
I'm still in good spirits. I've had a lot of friends and family come visit from the coast. I haven't been in any significant pain. I just hope that the doctors can figure out these two nagging issues then I will be on the road to recovery soon. Sorry I couldn't come up the stairs to see everybody when I was in the office two weeks ago, but I just didn't have the strength to climb all those stairs.
I think about you guys every day and I hope you all had nice holidays and how come there's so much snow for the beginning of March?