Mary and I met when we were both at a crossroads in our lives. We both were struggling, new single mothers and sitting opposite each other in a group therapy session about how to help our kids and ourselves move forward in our new lives. We hit it off instantly and soon became best friends.
Mary was always up for a drive anywhere, with a large coffee, a big smile and a funny story to tell. Early mornings were her style and destinations unlimited. We had crazy fun chasing Beanie babyies around Toronto and selling them over the border and on EBay when we were broke. Mary’s generosity was enormous, always giving and never asking for anything for herself. I was often the recipient of a lunch, a movie, and yes, even a couple of holidays. Her humour and kindness pulled this poor single mom out of many a dark day. We laughed and cried over stories of boyfriends, sometimes until the wee hours of the morning. Her Tony and my Ted. The stories were endless. I loved her like the sister I never had and when she had her stroke, a huge part of me died in that hospital. My life would be forever changed. Mary will remain in my heart as the dearest friend I ever had. Rest in peace, my friend. You will always be my laughter and a big part of my best memories.
