One Last Time.

Mom.....
















Ever since I was elected to write your obituary, I have squirmed under that name. It just makes me cry....

And I just cannot plunk your life in some stereotypical, generic box, some glanced over section in back of the local paper. From the moment you were born on October 12, 1935 to the day you left us on Feb. 22, 2011, you were anything and everything BUT!


One of my favorite things ever was writing you notes that would bring a smile and a lift to the heart...so that is what I am going to do one last time....





You were born to Hans and Elisabeth Wolf in Kassel, Germany on Sat, the 12th of October, 1935. Along with an older brother, Uwe Jens (now living in Alamo, Texas), the family of four survived WW2 in Germany, and immigrated in 1955. What you experienced in those dramatic years growing up, you only shared tiny amounts with us, enduring circumstances we could never imagine. It was the pressure and flame that tempered you into such a strong being, and yet you maintained that indefinable Grace and gentleness...

I remember being told that you had an apprenticeship on a big Oldenburg Stud Farm, and so did not want to move to Canada...we sure are glad you did, though! Raymond, Alberta sugar beet farm was where it all began here, then on to Vancouver and finally Victoria. Working in the Royal Bank as a Teller left you little escape from a devil-may-care deep sea tug sailor by the name of Richard Travers bound and determined to make you his wife. And so he did. On Aug. 16, 1965 you were married, and had us three kids. Chris first, followed quickly by me, Stefanie, and then Colin, every bit as determined as his father, came along as well. The next couple of decades were full! With Pop building houses as fast as you could decorate and landscape them in the South Island and your wish for your own farm finally coming true. With one of the few Commercial Goat Diaries in B.C., you gave us all so much. Some of the fondest memories and deepest friendships have come from your dedication to your dream. Avid supporter of 4-H, exhibitions and fairs (even if you did worry a bit too much sometimes:), raising us kids to have a deep abiding respect for the country life, morals and love of animals. To Chris you gave your crazy work ethic and deep well of care and devotion. To Colin, your dignity, determination and independence helped shape his life.To me, well, sometimes to your dismay, I took your love of animals to the next level, and certainly did with the horses. Your support, patience and interest allowed me to fully realize my hearts desire. Teaching me to never sell out, never give up my soul. Words will never be enough to Thank You for this very, very special link and gift we share....

Chris, together with Vicki, were the ones who brought you your two wonderful Grandchildren, Christie and Todd; the family still close by in the Cowichan Valley

With your opera's playing in the barn, hanging baskets galore, those long skirts you adored, your grace, elegance and class that all who knew you admired. Iron lady when you needed to be, sensitive and deeply caring for her family and friends. Watching the farm, your incredible flowers and yard bring you such peace and joy right up to the end was such a thrill.

Sitting on the back deck with coffee and you in the early mornings, the scent of all those spring flowers and our easy conversations is one of my most treasured memories...Fresia's your favorite flower, coffee black with a dab of sugar, your Value Village excursions with Shirley and the dogs, Vivaldi and Giselle, Christmas rolladen....and how am I ever to make your special French Toast?. Our shared love for potato pancakes, you cursing the smell in the house for hours after...:) Oh but they were soooooo good.

Watching how Chris and Shirley's tender care gave us all so much more time, at home where we all wanted you. Even at the very end, mom, you had us all gathered together, our family.....what a gift.


Now, we all know you wanted no ceremony, but we just can't help having a gathering, at home at 1770 Koksilah Rd., on the Saturday, the 26th of March....It'll be spring then, and some time will have passed, so we can maybe smile again and remember the joy with a little less of the ache of losing you. Nothing fancy, I promise, but you touched so many lives we would love to share.

I love you so much, Mom....for Everything....Thank You.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,

I am in the graceful rush

Of beautiful birds in circling flight,

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave bereft

I am not there. I have not left. ~ Mary Frye

I have been overwhelmed with all your gentle words shoulders- to- lean on and support for myself and my family over the last few months, weeks and especially days......a Million Thank Yous and Hugs....:) I couldn't have done it without you...

Sunday Sermon....

"Horses don't need you. Horses already know how to do everything that they need to do. With the exception of the first day, they can already, walk, trot, canter, gallop, stop, stand still, gait, go forward, back up, move their hindquarters, move their forequarters, side pass, sliding stop, piaffe, passage, round their backs, vertically flex, laterally flex, spin, etc. They were born with lightness in their bodies. So if they can do all of these things without you, what is it exactly that you are trying to 'train' them to do? You are both two beings trying to learn together how to communicate. You don’t know more than the horse and you never ever will. So stop trying to train and teach and begin learning together." ~ Unknown





"For lack of a better word, I've taken to calling this the horse's spirit. The older I get, the more I have come to believe that this aspect of the horse is the most important and the most overlooked." ~Tom Dorrance


"The soul is the same in all living creatures,although the body of each is different." ~ Hippocrates

“Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves."
~ Henry David Thoreau




"The key to growth is the introduction of higher dimensions of consciousness into our awareness."
~ Lao Tzu











"Pulling out the chair
Beneath your mind
And watching you fall upon God–" ~ Hafiz












"Life begins at the end of your comfort zone." ~ N.D. Walsch



You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You're on your own.
And you know what you know.
You are the guy who'll decide where to go.
~Dr. Seuss



"A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves." ~ Lao Tzu








"You have to expect things of yourself before you can do them. " ~ Michael Jordan




"I have just three things to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. " ~ Lao Tzu


"Ask your question, Stefanie. Feel the answer.

Ask, feel. Ask, feel. Ask, feel. " ~ Notes from the Universe





Yeah,so? What's wrong with the floor?
~ Vita Dane-Hickey


Just a bunch of photos from today, and a sprinkling of quotes that I store as I stumble upon their pearls of wisdom in a file I simply call.."Good things to Remember."

Well, ok. The one above, that I may title..."Danes Hold Furniture Hostage". That was taken last Saturday, when Vita, Kim and Jordan FINALLY came to visit and boy! Has she grown! 8 monthes and 85 lbs....Thanks for blessing Kimmy and Jord's life, Vita! :)