To go off of my beaten blog path of videos, cakes and cupcakes, I want to take a moment to pay tribute to a beautiful woman whom I met about 4 years ago named Geneva. I met her at a friend’s house, and loved her instantly. She is incredibly bubbly, quick witted and sarcastic. Her sarcasm is my favourite thing about her . . . says one sarcasm to another. . . but yes, it is. I remember meeting her, unlike I remember meeting many people (sorry others) because she was sooooo friendly and so pretty to boot. I wanted to be like her, with her flowing long red hair and killer personality. When I left our mutual friend’s house (thank you J for the intro), I remember coming home and telling Paul, “I met the most amazing woman with the COOLEST name! If we have kids, I want to name our daughter Geneva.” It’s weird looking back and so vividly remembering I said that. Now, as much as it may have seemed, Geneva was not alone at the house, she had her amazing husband (and handsome too! . . no K, I’m not hitting on you), and three adorable kids. From that initial meeting, we went to a couple movies together and she attended my early morning spin class exactly TWO times . . . she hated get up in the mornings she told me. Geneva, on top of being this amazing woman was also a cake decorator!! Could she be any more awesome?
Her cakes are stunning beauties, and you can see more on her first blog Three Kids in the Kitchen. Whenever I needed help with a technique or flower, she was there to tell me how to do it. Her anemone’s are killer beautiful. Take the time to scroll through her work. You will notice that her posts stop in 2011. At this point, two years ago now, she was diagnosed with breast cancer and her life had begun My Unexpected Path (her second blog).
Geneva, through her two year battle with cancer showed incredible strength, faith and a realness that I imagine many hoped they could one day get past themselves to show. I know I did. She shared her inner most feelings, fears and hopes and throughout it all kept laughing, smiling and cracking out jokes loaded with sarcasm. I often found myself breaking down in tears, and then bursting out laughing while reading her posts. Throughout her journey I was able to catch up with her a couple of times and I was always amazed at her positivity, happiness and true bubbly self. She was determined to win the battle, right up until the end. Unfortunately, after her two year battle, she lost the fight, and has gone through her faith to serve a greater purpose. Her final post on her blog was a tribute to herself and who she truly was. It had me sobbing, laughing and ended with me feeling a great sense of happiness. Even in her death, she was able to bring a smile to my face, and a calming feeling that she was OK now.
This tribute has popped up on Facebook and is a beautiful song for a beautiful lady.
Rest well Geneva.
Love Jenn
