Anneliese, my mother, lives in my memories. My memories may not have many details and some may be imagined but very real to me. I remember her as charismatic, loving with her children, she filled the house with her presence. Loved it when she made potatoe pancakes for dinner, dressed up to go out with Dad(they looked dazzling), took Peter and I out to meet the new neighbours in our new home(met Deb, still my best friend), took me to riding lessons(and she held the horse), and loved the way she drove fast and with supreme confidence to all of our destinations. Loved and missed always

Anneliese was a beautiful, bright and vibrant woman. When I look at her photos, her joy in life clearly radiates through her eyes and smile. I wish I had known her - yet her beauty and spirit lives on with her children. Although I have always grieved the fact that my boys never had the opportunity to know their Oma, I know that they carry part of her within them. People live on through their children and their children's children and that knowledge is comforting to me somehow. It gives a sense of continuity and richness to life. To look at Anneliese's children and grandchildren and to see her presence there, in laughter, or music or in all the things I know she loved, keeps her with us always. She left a remarkable legacy with her 4 amazing children, Susan, Peter, Barry and Lisa, who lived without her for far too long but have always kept her light in their lives.

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