Oct 2024 Carved a pumpkin in honor of you and Clara. I know you both love fall, pumpkins, and leaves.
Clara Bee Lucid Boleyn
Tribute to Mary Elizabeth Boleyn
Today, as I am commemorating what would have been your 40th birthday, Mary, my heart is filled with a medley of emotions. Your journey, though marked by the challenges of Cystic Fibrosis, was a beacon of courage, vulnerability, and stamina. Your life was a testament to living each moment to the fullest, embracing every ‘TaDa’ moment with open arms and a contagious zest for life.
Born on November 27, 1983, in Guelph, Ontario, you entered this world bringing light and love. You always knew how unique and special you were, Mary. Each moment was precious, and you lived your life with an unwavering spirit of celebration, symbolized by your favorite expression, “TaDa!” This wasn’t just a word for you; it was a philosophy, a way to acknowledge and cherish every achievement, big or small.
Your TaDa moments weren’t just about joy; they were also about hope and purpose. You wanted to pack as many of these moments into your life as possible, sharing them generously with friends and family. Known for your “singing arms-flung” expressions, you became an embodiment of joy and resilience.
As your father, I’ve always been in awe of your strength and your planning, even in your final moments. Your eyes, full of contentment and hope, spoke volumes as you embraced your last TaDa moment. You transitioned on July 24, 2017, at home, surrounded by love, fulfilling your wish to leave peacefully, in stark contrast to the often lonely and painful exits faced by many with CF.
Your legacy extends beyond your physical presence. The Mary Boleyn Hospice Foundation Inc, inspired by your vision, now stands as a beacon of hope and support for CF families, ensuring they receive the care and comfort they need during their most challenging times. The Thumb’s Up TaDa logo symbolizes your enduring spirit, raising awareness and funds for hospice care.
Your father’s songs, written in your honor, resonate with the love and purpose you instilled in all of us. The lyrics, “Now I miss you sometimes more than I can bear,” echo the deep void left by your absence, yet also remind us of the enduring bond between a father and his daughter. Your life, although cut short, was a melody of love, hope, and unwavering spirit.
In your own words, Mary, spoken following the Coins for Change event, every sentence needs a new breath, and every dream needs a new challenge. You lived by these words, turning every challenge into an opportunity to make a difference. Your speech at the Kinsmen’s Club remains a powerful reminder of your determination and vision.
As I celebrate your life today, I am reminded of your unwavering spirit, your love for life, and the legacy you have left behind. Mary Elizabeth Boleyn, you were, and always will be, a shining light in the lives of those you touched. Your TaDa moments continue to inspire us, and your legacy lives on in the hearts of many.
Happy 40th birthday, Mary. Your spirit continues to guide us, encouraging us to find joy in every moment and to live our lives with purpose and hope.
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Clara Boleyn is 14!
Remembering Your Birthday 39
Clara Bee Lucid Boleyn
Happy 13th Birthday
We celebrated your birthday here at your mom’s memorial. The picture I am holding was brought to me by her the week she transitioned to a new beginning.
The video was filmed by Dr. Pankaj Chand, my best friend and Mary’s confidant at St. Mary’s Hospital where she was admitted multiple times.
This is circa 2010 – Mary 27 years
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Memorial July 24, 2022
Clara Bee
Mary Boleyn & DAD
Mary was this age when we flew to Disney World from Buffalo. At the US Immigration, each person was required to respond to the officer by themselves. The officer asked Mary if I was her father and if I had her mother’s permission to leave Canada? Mary looked at me, questioningly. I informed the officer I had shared custody and didn’t require written permission from her mother. When he looked at me with a side glance, I said, do you want to tell this little girl she is not going to be allowed to go to Disney World? He said nothing and looked at his computer screen. Suddenly, he asked Mary where she was going with her Dad. She quipped we’re going to a father-daughter-look-alike contest. He had to smile and pass us through. People often remarked how we looked so much alike.
Missing you every hour of every day. DAD
Clara Boleyn, call Opa