Barbara Ann (Beaven) Buhl

Barbara Beaven-Buhl, who we sadly lost this week,  just turned 88 years old and died at home, which was one wish she had. She was vibrant and happy and looking forward to the future.

Barbara/Mom was born in Queen of Angels Hospital, Glendale, California, on October 9, 1935 to Herbert and Grace Beaven

Barbara was mother to Jeff, Barby, John and Therese. She raised her children with love and devotion in Capistrano Beach, California with her husband Don Buhl.

She is also survived by Therese’s husband Gregg Gibboney, Barby’s Husband Rob Rennie and their Children; Mary Therese, Ginette & Gavin, Jeff’s Children; Jason, Mike, Clinton & Rachael.  Along with many grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Barbara was known for her lyrical poetry and devote Catholicism. Her hobbies included sewing, drawing and baking. She had a fabulous sense of humor. She made fast friends and loved to chat. She was one of the most elegant and stylish people I knew.

We read this poem at my brother John’s funeral

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there. I do not sleep.

We know mom is in peace and now reunited with her husband Don, her son John, her parents and many other loved ones she prayed for daily.

Kahlil Gibran wrote on Sorrow: The deeper it carves into your being the more joy you can contain.

Mom said a daily novena to Saint Therese the Little Flower:

Please pick me a rose from the heavenly garden and send it to me with a message of love.

Ask God to grant me the favor I thee implore and tell him I will love him each day more and more.

Rest in Peace Mom ~ You will be dearly missed and there will be a huge void in our lives now. We will carry you close to our hearts every moment of every day, along with pop and Johnnie. Fly free with the angels.