Lois Saumure (née Mavis)

We miss you so much Nana Banana!
I’ll always remember the days coming home from school with a hot meal on the table ready for us.
Watching Golden girls while drinking red rose tea, when laying on the couch with my feet up she couldn’t resist grabbing my toes while saying ” this little piggy went to market”.
She was always the one who reminded me to brush and take care of my teeth, my dentist says I have a great set of teeth and I give her the credit for that!
She made the best food on earth! I loved helping her prepare meals, my favourites were her scalloped potatoes, pot roasts, stews and countless more dishes!
I have so many more memories to share but I just want to say she was the best woman I’ve never known and she shaped me to be the woman I am today. Without her; I don’t know where I’d be!
So thank you Nana. Love you to the moon and back.
Xoxo your girl, Dana.

I didn’t get the chance to know you for very long, but the time I did have with you is something I’ll always cherish.

Every time I saw you, you had the biggest smile on your face. One of my favourite memories will always be watching your face light up whenever you saw your great-great-grandchildren. The love and joy you had for them was so beautiful to witness. You were always laughing, joking, and so excited to see the babies. Those are the moments I’ll hold close to my heart.

Thank you for sharing your kindness, your warmth, and your love with everyone around you. You will be deeply missed, but never forgotten.

Forever loved and forever missed. Rest peacefully, Nana <3

There are absolutely no words that could ever describe the void that I feel in my heart for Nanny. She was like a mother to me. I spent my entire life in hers and Pampa’s home. It was always so full of life and happiness. It’s where I felt safest and most comfortable. Nanny was my very best friend. She is the ONE person in this world who had unconditional patience for me, and that’s not an easy feat. Nanny was the kindest, most gentle soul that I have ever met. She didn’t say much but she always made me laugh when she said “Pow, in the kisser!”. I’m sure anyone reading this can look back and laugh, remembering how funny she was when she said that.
I’m sad that I will never hear her say that, I’m sad that I will never force her to play checkers again, I’m sad that I will never taste her spaghetti or apple pie again, and if she were here, she would be patting my leg and saying, “there, there”, like she always did. She wasn’t one who ever said I love you, but you knew without a doubt that she did. She would stick up for anyone she loved. She would take my side in shock and disbelief that I could ever be anything less than a perfect angel. Only now as a Nanny myself do I understand the love that you feel for a grandchild. I’m so grateful to have had her in life. When people say at least she had a long life, she certainly did. She was first generation of five. We never realize that our own parents are children too until you watch them mourn their own parents. I feel sad for myself, but most of all for my Mom and my Uncle Wayne. It’s a hurt that I couldn’t begin to imagine.
Nanny, you will always be alive in the stories that I tell people.
55 kisses Nanny 💋 😢

So sorry to hear about the loss of your Mom ,Wayne. Love to you and your family xoxoxo