Lourette was always kind and considerate to me and mine. She was a woman who knew how to call it like she saw it and had a way with getting you to want to do better for yourself. She made me feel like I could do anything, be anybody. She never gave up on me and would often touch base just to see how me and my kid were fairing in this big bad world. She once told me about caves on her land in KY and hoped we could come explore the land one day. I’m grateful for her opening her home to us in Bastrop when she went to find her home in KY. We had a great time tending to her multitude of dogs, farm cats and Sitori the Stallion and Druid the goat. I learned that you had to feed horses at the same time each day and that goats had tremendous character. Lourette was a wonderful woman and the world is a little dimmer with her leaving it. May her name spoken with honor and respect and may she be always remembered.
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Austin, TX, USA
Oakwood Cemetery
— with
Jacob, Tina, Sam, and Pauline.
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In October of 2020, we got the news that mom had pancreatic cancer. I came from Texas to her farm to take care of her. She suffered through whipple surgery, and the surgeon was very hopeful. By March, she seemed to be doing very well, but within a month, things began to change. Her port got infected and had to be removed, I had to go to Texas to put my life into storage, and chemo was put on hold because of the port. Altho we returned to chemo, the cancer had begun to grow again. She never wavered in her positive nature or her determination to do everything she could to survive. She was beloved by all who worked with her on her cancer journey, and eventually, our hospice team was caring and kind and did all they could to make her comfortable. She died as she lived, on her own terms. Completely in control of her medications until the last two days of her life, she handled everything with her intellect in tact, and with grace and fortitude. I cared for her 24/7, but she was always in charge, I just helped. Life is very different without her, I live in her home, I care for her two aged horses, Dancer and Dear Girl, her 16 year old dog Foxie, her cat Paddles, and the barn cats. Surrounded by her beautiful things, paintings, books, her writing; poems,essays,stories, the furniture from her mother and father and the antiques she treasured...the farm is a museum of family history. I will live in her honor to the best of my ability, but I miss her guidance every day. I hope this page will be a place to share your memories of this incredible woman. Thank you to all who cared for her. She was one of a kind, and her memory will live as a blessing to all who knew her.
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