Family Matters (a lot)

I returned from a few days in San Isidro del General to find that my mother, Amy Ponsart had passed away on December 27. She had been very weak and in a lot of pain for quite some time, but, it is always very sad when one phase of a long adventure ends. Elizabeth, my brothers, sisters and their families, many grandchildren and great grandchildren were with her when she decided to leave us to rejoin Harry, the love of her life, to resume their time together.
She was a strong woman (like all Hegarty females) who chose to leave her home in South Shields, Durham, England to blaze a new path with the dashing soldier she met at a dance. Off to British Columbia where she worked endlessly raising six kids. A testament to her resolve is that somehow, despite the odds, she summoned the strength to stay with her family long enough to celebrate one more birthday (Dec. 20), regale in one last family Christmas and be around for the birth of her granddaughter Megan and Jeff's first child, a boy named Ashton born on Dec. 24.
The miracle of a life well lived and a life just begun; a road long traveled and a path looming ahead. We all love you, Amy.