19th March 1953 – 19th November 2001
My mum, Francine, was diagnosed with breast cancer during the summer of 1999. She had a mastectomy, and after 3 months of chemotherapy, was declared cancer-free. She realised that there were things she had always wanted to do with her life, and so she started a Psychology degree, a life-long dream. Her plan was to get a Bachelor’s degree and then go on to a Master’s in Clinical Psychology. However, the summer after her first year, the cancer came back in full-force. It was in her other breast, the lining of her lung and some of her bones. She again underwent chemo, but it had moved to her brain. By the time they found the tumour, it was too late. Three weeks later, she died.
She died with her head held high, hanging onto God, trusting in Him and hoping in Him. She kept telling us that she didn’t want to leave us and she was worried about how we would cope with her death. Even to the end she was always thinking of others. She had such strength even in that last week when we knew the end was close. It was beautiful to see her.
We had a Celebration service for her a week later at High Street Methodist in Harpenden, England and over 300 people came. It was an amazing time of thanking God for this wonderful woman who had touched so many lives, and being grateful that we knew that she was with Jesus, cancer-free and happy.
We found out after she died, that her name means Triumphant or Free One. She truly lived triumphantly and now she is free.
She is dearly missed by Claude, her husband, her two sons, Matthias and Samuel and myself, her daughter, Marie. We all miss her presence in our lives very much.