~ Mary~
Mary Cooper was the answer to my prayer. She reached out to me, soon after we moved to from California to the East Coast. We met at an SPCA Thrift Shop. As our friendship grew, she would bring on adventures showing me all the cool places in our area and educating me on the local history of the Jersey Shore. Most of our
adventures revolved around Thrifting.
She was a smart and creative soul who adored her husband, family, cats, reading, flowers and her secret garden. She found pleasure in the smallest things and would smile with delight!
She never complained, yet suffered greatly from the pain and complications of Rheumatoid Arthritis and breathing difficulties. Mary taught me what it means to be brave and to have dignity.
My friend lost & found herself, through making art. She was humble about her accomplishments, selling much of the work that she created. There is just something very special about Mary's soulful style.
If I had a question about anything and I mean ANYTHING, Mary would know the answer.
She studied Anthropology in school and loved discovering history about people and their past, through stuff. She taught me how to look at things and people, with a new set of Anthropological eye.
She had a big heart, standing up for people and animals, that have no voice. She could win any battle, because of her intelligence.
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She loved her Irish grandmother and was inspired to create art using the sayings she remembered her using.
Her favorite lunch was Peanut Butter and Jelly.
She created a colorful, vibrant and enchanted bungalow for her husband Tim and their cats.
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She was feminine, yet still the kind of woman men could relate to. There will never be another person like her.
Whenever I miss Mary, I imagine her in a garden with Emily, her cat near by. She is seated across from her grandmother, smiling and saying " I'm an STILL here Constance"!!
Love you Mary!
Dear Friends, I will be by your blog on Wednesday. Sorry for the delay!
xox
Constance
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