I never had the privilege to meet Mon Ducrow but I’m glad so many others did.
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The heartfelt tributes and cherished memories, have continued unabated since her passing this month.
“Remarkable, humble, inspirational, beautiful, a visionary….” all were words used to describe Mon at her funeral on Monday. Many more kind thoughts have been written and spoken in the last week.
I have never heard one person regarded with such love and respect as Mon.
It’s clear she was a generous spirit who charted her own course in life – resisting the cynics, refusing negativity and so often thinking of others before herself.
If we could attempt to be half the person Mon was, it would only just nudge the surface of this extraordinary woman who touched many in Gunnedah.
When she died suddenly, so many hearts broke. It was if the whole town had lost one of its own, such was Mon’s connection to people and her community.
She was a shining example how we should all strive to live our lives – bound by freedom, family and friendship.
As her son Tom said in his eulogy: “She did the simple things really beautifully.”
Mon brought out the best in humanity, the best in people.
She warmed the hearts and spirits of kids, teens, adults and oldies alike. To Mon, there were no barriers to generosity, just more love to give.
I think we can all walk with a little more pep in our step, knowing Mon is looking down from the heavens guiding our principles, our values and our judgements in life.
When we think how bad the world can be, we need only to look to Mon’s character to hold us strong and resolute in our beliefs.
She knew how lucky we are to live in this world and the fragility that existence also presents. But she wouldn’t want us to dwell on the former. Mon would urge us to embrace this life with everything we have. To seek out what makes us happy and cherish every moment.
Funerals can be sad and we should be allowed to grieve, each in our own way, whatever that is. But they are also celebrations of life. A chance to relive the good and positive memories of one’s life.
Mon’s funeral was truly a celebration with more memories than the short service allowed but all as cheerful and uplifting as the next.
If we had more people like Mon Ducrow in the world, we would all be better for it.