Tracey Deborah Aardema
Feb 25th 1917 - Nov 2nd 2005
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Judy and Tom Aardema
November 5th 2005
Mom, it was you who gave me my love of music.
Mozart has composed a beautiful piece just for you. It is called Ave Verum Corpus. Words fail. Music is straight from the heart. No need to say anything. Just listen. Experience our humanness, our spirituality and emotions.
From your three loving sons, Topper, Bicky and Hubsy.
You will live forever in our hearts.
We love you mom.
Just before being transferred to hospice she said
"I know I'm going to die. I'm not afraid.
I know where I'm going."
Judy said softly, "we do too mom."
Her life example showed us how to live and showed us how to die.
David Mih
November 3rd 2005
Gram was a woman of little things that created a lasting memory. I will remember her for the subtle things that made me feel welcome into the Aardema family. The white socks at Christmas before marrying Joanne, and the black socks after. Every Christmas, Grams puts Bugles into my Christmas goody bag. She remembered this is my favorite snack.
All the Thanksgiving dinners while dating Joanne. I especially loved the games after dinner.
Being so close while attending Hope College allowed me to visit often; even as a water break on my one credit biking class to Ottawa Beach.
I will miss the hugs the most.
Joanne Mih
November 3rd 2005
I have incredibly fond memories of Gram's screened in porch at her old home. We'd sit together on her big glider, talk and laugh and eat ice cream bars on the warm summer days. I also cherish the times I would spend the night. On many warm summer nights, we'd hear this owl hooting away in her back woods. I'd call out, "Hey Gram, our hoot owl is back. Can you hear him?" So we'd listen to him hooting away. Those times were just so special. I always knew that my time with her was special.
Judy and Tom Aardema
November 5th 2005
Mom, it was you who gave me my love of music.
Mozart has composed a beautiful piece just for you. It is called Ave Verum Corpus. Words fail. Music is straight from the heart. No need to say anything. Just listen. Experience our humanness, our spirituality and emotions.
From your three loving sons, Topper, Bicky and Hubsy.
You will live forever in our hearts.
We love you mom.
Just before being transferred to hospice she said
"I know I'm going to die. I'm not afraid.
I know where I'm going."
Judy said softly, "we do too mom."
Her life example showed us how to live and showed us how to die.
David Mih
November 3rd 2005
Gram was a woman of little things that created a lasting memory. I will remember her for the subtle things that made me feel welcome into the Aardema family. The white socks at Christmas before marrying Joanne, and the black socks after. Every Christmas, Grams puts Bugles into my Christmas goody bag. She remembered this is my favorite snack.
All the Thanksgiving dinners while dating Joanne. I especially loved the games after dinner.
Being so close while attending Hope College allowed me to visit often; even as a water break on my one credit biking class to Ottawa Beach.
I will miss the hugs the most.
Joanne Mih
November 3rd 2005
I have incredibly fond memories of Gram's screened in porch at her old home. We'd sit together on her big glider, talk and laugh and eat ice cream bars on the warm summer days. I also cherish the times I would spend the night. On many warm summer nights, we'd hear this owl hooting away in her back woods. I'd call out, "Hey Gram, our hoot owl is back. Can you hear him?" So we'd listen to him hooting away. Those times were just so special. I always knew that my time with her was special.
