Eulogy for Janyce Noll
How does one place value on a life?
How do you measure the worth of any individual? I suggest the truest measure is whether a person made a difference. Did that person significantly affect the lives of others?
When it comes to Janyce Noll I think it is obvious that she greatly influenced and affected the lives of many others. Whether it be supporting her husband in his endeavors; whether it be the guidance and discipline she exhibited in raising her 5 children; or whether it be the countless lives she affected as a competent, dedicated school teacher. Just a few days ago we donated Mom’s French textbooks, lesson plans, French history compilations, and other language and literature references to North Ridgeville High School - meaning that her influence will extend to future generations of students. So yes - Janyce definitely made a difference.
Janyce was a consummate professional; a strong, independent woman; a person who refused to accept or yield to condescension or ridicule; a woman who was clearly in charge of and in control of her life and her career. It’s those very traits that made it so difficult to see her physical skills, sight and overall health diminish with age. However, despite her various ailments and setbacks she managed to remain in control to the very end. In the process she managed to bring her family closer together and significantly touched the lives of those who provided care for her during her final weeks of life.
We all share in our love and respect for Janyce. We admired her, loved her and we are extremely sad in her passing. However, knowing that her worldly suffering and daily trials and tribulations have given way to salvation and glory and a reunion with loved ones - friends and relatives - who have been waiting patiently - we can find comfort.
So, mourn for Janyce, extend your condolences and heartfelt sympathies to her family. But be unselfish in those efforts as you realize and appreciate the victory over pain, suffering and death that she has now achieved.
Her family finds solace and comfort in the final weeks spent with Mom - and the spirit of togetherness that was manifested during this time. I’d like to think that this was Mom’s intent all along. She wanted her loved ones around, she wanted a shared sense of family and responsibility, and she wanted to depart this life on her own terms and in her own home and in her own bed. I don’t think any of us can ask for more than that.
In closing, I want to say God bless, rest in peace and hold a place for us Mom. I hope we all can match your tenacity and spirit.
Now I’d like to offer this poem I wrote in honor of my Mom.
“Soar”
Frail and fragile
A shell of myself
Death’s come calling
Bringing ill health
Fight as I might
This I concede
This can’t be won
I must proceed
To a new life
Full of hope, glory
Resurgent health
Brand new story
Pray for me now
But please worry none
Old life almost over
As a new is begun
To see loved ones
Reunions galore
Just stand back
And watch me soar!
