Erin Elizabeth Pettapiece

It is with deep sorrow that we announce the passing of Erin Pettapiece on May 9, 2019 at Hospice Wellington, Guelph after her battle with cancer.

Beloved wife of Jason, adoring mother of Finn and Carleigh, she is also survived by her parents Mary Jane and David Berges of Kitchener, her parent’s in-law Colleen and Paul Barnhill of Kitchener and Mike and Chris Pettapiece of Atwood. She is also survived by her sisters Andrea Berges (Tim) and Madeline Berges of Kitchener, brothers-in-law David Pettapiece (Jaime) of Atwood, Jeremy Pettapiece of Listowel, and Ryan Schalk (Amber) of Monkton.

Erin had a zest for life. She was an amazing woman who inspired so many. She had the ability to say just the right thing to people who needed to hear a kind or encouraging word. Erin truly wanted to help people and we hope her legacy can live on in those who knew and loved her.

We would like to thank all of you who were there for us providing meals, seeing that

Finn and Carleigh were looked after and of course your prayers. We thank the nurses and medical staff from 7th Floor East at Guelph General Hospital for the outstanding care they provided to Erin. We would be remiss if we did not thank Dr. Cary Shafir who went above and beyond with not only her care for Erin but for all of us, and Dr. Erin Turvey, a strong and powerful advocate for Erin and family.

Visitation will be held at Gilbert MacIntyre and Son Funeral Home, Hart Chapel, 1099 Gordon St, Guelph, on Tuesday, May 14, 2019 from 2-4 p.m. and 7-9 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at Basilica of Our Lady Immaculate, 28 Norfolk St, Guelph, on Wednesday, May 15, 2019 at 11 a.m. with Monsignor Noon officiating.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Hospice Wellington or to Camp Ooch, an oncology camp for kids with cancer. Donation cards are available at the funeral home (519-821-5077) or online condolences at www.gilbertmacintyreandson.com.

Love Does Not Disappear

Love does not disappear.

Death is nothing!

I have gone into the next room.

I am me, you are you; We are still what we were for one another.

Call me by the name you have always called me.

Speak to me as you have always done.

Do not use a different tone. Do not adopt a sad or solemn air.

Continue laughing at what made us laugh together.

Pray, laugh, think of me.

Let my name be pronounced in the house as it has always been, without emphasis of any kind, without a trace of shadow.

I await for you. I am not far, just on the other side of the way.

You see, all is well.

St. Augustine