Thank you, Granma. I love you, Granma. The words are simple but mean so much. I am so thankful the impact of Granma’s love was so great it will last a lifetime. She was a huge piece of my life;  it is a true blessing to have countless memories to lean on. One of my favorites is pictured above from my 1996 Halloween Debutante party. Granma fully embraced the “costume party” rules dressing as a giraffe! She also would never turn down doing the Macarena!
 
Finding the words to describe such an amazing Granma is difficult - they don’t do her justice. As I write, the word “joy” keeps running through my mind. Granma was JOY. Her smile, laugh, kindness, selflessness, gentle words, Godly influence, encouragement, friendship, endless support, sense of humor, generosity, desire to be involved, positivity and her love, are all beautiful qualities making it a joy to be her granddaughter. I can't imagine a more beautiful example of God's love then how she treated her loved ones and all that knew her. One thing for sure, I never doubted her love. I always felt so special, loved and cared for. 

She knew her banana bread was my absolute favorite. When I was 9 or 10 years old, I was away at a sleepover Girl Scout camp for two weeks; without fail I would receive daily letters from her. She missed me; I missed her too. One day I received a big package of homemade banana bread! The other campers seemed pretty jealous and all I could say was “I bet you wish you had a Granma like mine!” She was the best!

One of my biggest joys has been being able to see my kids have the same relationship with my Granma that I did. Granma’s eyes always had a natural twinkle but they twinkled even more when she would see Charlie, Jamie, and Kelly. How blessed they are to have had the time and such a sweet relationship with their Great Granma. 

You were my first best friend. 
Thank you, Granma. I love you, Granma. S.W.A.K. 
I love you always…Carrie

As I am writing, it is still so incredibly hard to accept that my Mom is no longer present with me.  She has been such a deep, loving and inspiring part of my entire life; since my very first memory.  She was my sister, my friend, my comforter, my listener, my joy, my sweet mother, my confidant, my teacher, my defender, my everything, and even so much more than all these. I am so very thankful for the thousands of sweet memories shared and will keep them with me forever, deep within my heart.

My Mom encouraged me at my lowest points with gentleness, challenged me and believed in me, joyfully celebrated with me after successes and comforted me after defeats with true kindness.  She prayed for me and gave of herself with unlimited generosity. She nurtured me and loved me when I didn’t love myself and showed me a Mother's love that was honest, genuine, constant and never wavering.

Because of my precious, amazing Mom, I know what love is:  It is patience and sacrifice; It is sharing joy and keeping faith; It is what makes us strong and helps us find our way; It is family… It is laughing… It is leaning on each other.

She taught me that at the HEART of every good and Godly Life is LOVE, FAMILY and FAITH - true and lasting – and these attributes surely do make a difference because I witnessed them play out daily in her life and felt her amazing warmth and love every moment we spent together. 

Our entire family has been perfectly blessed to be given such an extraordinary woman, who will always and forever be abundantly loved and so sadly missed by many generations.  I looked forward to that wonderful day when I will see her sweet smile and that familiar twinkle in your eyes once again. 

I love you so very much Mom!  
Your Forever Grateful Daughter, Cathy

As a grandchild who grew up in VA - When I think of Granma, I think of lots of summer visits at Palm Ave and Winslow Beach. At Palm Ave, it was always filled with cartoons on the wheelie chair in the kitchen, access to the tootsie roll jar, tangerines from the tree, good food, a loud clock, and unlimited love! Grandma always made me feel special and cared for, and she would make sure I wouldn't go hungry. At Winslow Beach, I even got to have sleepovers with Granma & Granpa, my cousins, and siblings - sometimes  without my parents! We would play in the sun at the beach all day and then dip our feet in the bucket at the door to remove the sand.  One of our sleepovers at Winslow Beach, a woman who was down on her luck somehow connected with Granma & came to the cottage. Granma gave her the cottage phone number, prayed over her, gave her a little cash, and a "God Bless You." The next day the woman called the cottage before showing up at the door in tears. She brought three sea shells, with a penny in each of them to thank Granma for helping her without knowing her, when no one else did. Although this memory is fuzzy since I was so young, I have kept it with me. Granma was loving towards all with no judgement, both family and strangers included :) She might have shared her opinion on a specific topic, but I never felt that she judged me or others. It's a great feeling to feel loved and supported without judgement. At the end of the day, Granma was on my team no matter what.

I am so happy that Granma was able to meet and get to know my son, her great-grandson, for the past three years. Mateo enjoyed his visits with Granma and all the attention he got! The last time we saw her, he repeatedly asked to go back to Granma's house after we left as we made the journey back home to South Florida. I told Mateo we would see Granma again soon, while I secretly wondered if the next time we would see her it would be in heaven.

There are no words that can be said to dictate the woman that my Granma was. She had a way of making everyone feel loved & special.
My Grandma would happily inconvenience herself to make sure she was prepared with a craft or activity every time her grandchildren saw her whether it was the painting of ceramics, playing with beautiful dolls that shouldn't even be touched or making sure she stocked & served our favorite snacks. One time my Grandpa surprised us with painting his shed white & telling us to paint whatever murals we wanted on it... the way my Granma's face glowed about it I have always subliminally given her credit for perhaps planting the idea in his head or at least being an artistic inspiration for him to do so. As a team they fostered such creativity, wonder & drive to do the right thing in our family.
Growing up Aimee Catherine Reeves, when I got married I was so reluctant to give up my Granma's name. Likewise it felt like a dishonor to drop my Grandpa/Father's name, so after years I decided to keep both before finally adding my husband's last name. Though 4 names is sometimes inconvenient I have been honored to carry 'Catherine Reeves' as my middle name for over a decade now. Every time I have to write my legal name a get a little wave of happy thinking of the love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness & self-control that exuded from the woman that I had the honor of being my Granma. She is special. To wear every fruit of the spirit on her sleeve, to always serve her family and church yet be as spirited and stubborn as she was - she was truely Christ like. 
It's difficult to say anything about my Granma here because how can I say something without saying everything. She was everything, everything you could ever want or imagine a Granma to be & I am certain the same can be said for her as a wife, mom, sister, friend, aunt, daughter of our Savior... and thank Him that though she has left us, we can KNOW she is with Him!

There are no words that could fully encompass and express the love I felt from,  and for, Granma. With her I always felt seen, heard, wanted, cared for and unconditionally loved. From late night chats in the living room at Palm Ave long after everyone had gone to bed, early morning musings over coffee, and long distance calls on the telephone, she was my safe place. She loved me like no other. And then watching her share that love with my three boys, Nicholas, Caleb and Jax, it would bring me to tears sometimes. How did we deserve her? I’m so thankful for God’s grace and mercy. 

I can still see her dimpled smile as I would come through the door on one of my many last minute trips to FL, “I thought I might be seeing you!” She used to lovingly tease me about all my impromptu pop ins from Virginia. 

She taught me how to make the most perfect fluffy scrambled eggs (she says milk is the key), her famous scalloped potatoes and baked fish with tomatoes to name a few. 

She spoke openly to me about her faith and even at times, her struggles too. She was so real. The last most impactful beautiful memory I have of her and her faith, was watching her stand up at my father and Laura’s wedding, raise her hands towards heaven, praising the Lord in worship and song. I’m a better woman because of her. 

I’ll end by sharing a verse she shared with me. It’s one of my all time favs. I’ll never read it without picturing it in my mind, written in her flawless cursive hand writing and hear it in her voice. 

Jeremiah 33:3 NKJV

'Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.'

I love you, Granma. XOXO
Jenny

I have so many fond memories of my Granma. I always loved being at her house! One of my favorite places to be was in her art room, painting ceramics! I especially loved the day she surprised us and let us paint her shed. She had paint and brushes and let us loose, to paint anything we wanted! She always made me feel like she was so proud and impressed with my artwork :)

She truly was the best!! I specifically remember going outside to her hibiscus and watching hummingbirds at the feeder, then walking around to pick tangerines. There was nothing like the smell and taste of those fresh picked tangerines! 

There's so much I could say, but above all, she was always full of Joy and the light of Jesus. So patient and kind towards everyone. She loved my family so well. As a kid she never missed a recital, birthday, ball game... anything! She'll be dearly missed, but I have joy knowing she's with Jesus and we'll see each other again! Love you Granma.

Aunt Catherine was thoughtful, kind and truly good-hearted.  When we spoke on the phone she had a way of making you feel so special.

Our Mom, Laura (Bill’s sister) was always so excited to hear from Aunt Catherine and Uncle Bill.  I remember when they lived near us in New Jersey before they relocated to Florida.  Mom really missed them after they moved.

They came back for our grandfather, William C. Reeves Sr.’s funeral.  It was the end of March 1970 at Easter-time, and it was unusual because it snowed on Easter.  The kids from Florida loved it.  They had never seen snow!  They were not used to the cold, and we loaned them winter coats.

Our Aunt and Uncle visited again for Mom’s 80th birthday celebration.  It was a great family reunion.  This time they stayed with Mom, and she was so happy to have time with them.  Aunt Catherine brought her a beautiful doll which she had made.  Uncle Bill enjoyed fixing things and telling jokes.  They were definitely two of Mom’s favorite people!

We have many fond memories of Aunt Catherine and Uncle Bill.  They will always hold a special place in our hearts.  God Bless them both and their wonderful family! ❤️

With love, Diane

Aunt Catherine was such a blessing to be around and was loved by myself and all  my brothers and sisters.  We enjoyed the infrequent visits  when they came to Jersey.   In my eyes, they were like celebrities, we heard but didn’t see them much. Or should I say enough.

I know my mother, Laura, Uncle Bills, sister missed  their wedding on May 29th, and she was giving birth to my brother, Jim. 

It warms my heart and  I will always remember the sounds of Aunt Catherine and Mom  having so much fun talking, giggling and acting like silly school girls when they were together.

Both Uncle Bill and Aunt Catherine showed me so much love , support and even opened their home up to me when I was a young woman  with a broken heart.  Their strength, support and kindness is that of only true  Angels.

Finally, in recent years, when Alan and I would visit, were some of my favorite memories.  Always a truly loving, caring, and sweet person , I would leave with such love in my heart and so very thankful to have her as an Aunt and in my life. 

May her memory always be blessing her family and everyone that had the pleasure of knowing her. 

Special Love,
Linda and Alan

I can vividly remember the day I met my mother-in-law for the first time in 1980. Charlie brought me to their family’s Easter dinner. She had no idea that day, that I would marry her son in a few months. She welcomed me with open arms and was an amazing and loving mother-in-law.  Eventually she became a doting grandmother to our 3 girls.  When Aimee was only 9 weeks old, I had to be hospitalized, and she took care of her around the clock for 9 days.  Another time I was sick for days with vertigo and couldn't get out of bed.  She came over early each morning to get the girls off to school and check on me.  She was always there when we needed her.  She had a joyful caring heart and most always had a smile on her face.  She was talented, kind, sweet, funny and she really loved Jesus. She talked about how she wanted to live to 100 but that she would also be happy for the day that she would get to see the face of her Savior.  I believe that she will hear what we all hope to one day hear… Well done thou good and faithful servant; enter into the joy of your Master.  We will miss her, but I am happy that her faith has become sight.  We will see her again when we all get to heaven, and what a day of rejoicing that will be!!

My sweet Granma is with Jesus now. I know she was greeted by many familiar faces, my grandfather, my uncle, her first grandson, and our angel baby we never got to meet that we lost 18 years ago on the same day she joined the angels in heaven. 

She was truly remarkable, a traditional woman and housewife in every wonderful way. Her life was always geared towards serving those around her. Her heart was tender and her spunk was great. For 93 years she didn’t hold much back, she could tell it like it is but in just the way you needed to hear it. 

I’d like to think I inherited some pretty strong genes, but truly not many others can compare to my Granma. I am so thankful my three children had the blessing of knowing their great-grandmother, her incredible strength, wisdom,  and sense of humor, will forever live on through the fond memories we hold in our hearts. Her legacy will continue in daily nods, winks, and dimpled smiles in my own life as an arts and crafty, lifelong Merritt Island girl, raising my family and attending the church she was a member of for 65 years.

My mom was a woman that lived her life committed to her husband and to our family; but above this, she lived a life committed to her Lord and Savior. It was from mom’s relationship with her Heavenly Father that flowed the love, care, and virtue that she showed our family.

Like dad, mom was a provider and defender of the family. I remember a time when one of the local bullies much older and bigger than me followed me home, and mom grabbed a stick and went after the boy down the street. I never knew what was said or what happened, but I know the boy never bothered me again.

My mom was very creative and loved making crafts and ceramics. She was always making things for our family, which we still have in our home today. I see a lot of my mom in our three girls, in their creativity and in the things that they enjoy doing. Mom will definitely be missed, but I see mom’s legacy living on in my family. 

Mom loved serving in the nursery at church and bowling in the ladies’ league. I remember once when mom was going bowling telling her, “Mom, I hope you bowl your highest game ever”. When she came home that day, she had a trophy that showed her highest score, “a 210”, and a smile from ear to ear. I remember sitting with mom and her telling me how her friends were amazed at how she bowled that day.

I want to say “thank you” to my mom for all her kind words, and all the smiles that always seemed to say things were okay. Most of all, I thank my mom for praying for me during my teenage years, when I was lost in my ways and in who I was. Like my mom, I know the person that I am today is because of my Lord and Savior, but also because I had a praying mom, and God hears the prayers of a loving mother. 

A well-known pastor once said, “Praying moms don’t have to have all the answers, because they know the One who does.”

Mom, I look forward to the day that I will see you again, and “thank you” for all that you did in my life and in the life of my family.

Your loving son,
Charles

Granma was the kindest person I’ve ever known. She had a special way of making each grandchild feel her love and admiration. Walking inside Palm ave during our summer visits, was like home. She was full of unconditional love, grace, empathy, compassion with so much wit ! I remember coming from a family of 8, being so excited to pick out my own favorites at the grocery store. I admired her dedication to Grandpa , as I would watch. I’m thankful my children (great grands) were able to experience her kindness and love as well. She always put others first and was so proud of her family ❤️I enjoyed her company when she would come to VA to help my mom, when she had infants ,she would sneak help me with my chores . We will carry on your legacy , in our own way each and everyone of us. You will be greatly missed but I am thankful you lived a long life and had a daughter who took care of you with the same love you showed all of us ! Love you forever. 
Ruthanne (Billy Jr daughter )

Dear Cathy, Bill, Jimmy, and Family,

As my parents and sisters have shared, Aunt Sissy was such a special person who brought so much warmth and love into our lives. I have so many fond memories of visiting her and Uncle Bill as a kid. They always made us feel like we were right at home with those big hugs and Aunt Sissy's warm, welcoming smile.

She had this amazing way of telling family stories, and I’ll never forget how she loved to share her favorite recipes—especially those treasured family ones, like Grandmom Thompson’s scalloped potatoes. Her stories made our family’s past come alive in that  special way.

Another fond memory is how she would surprise us and send carton of fresh oranges and grapefruit from Florida. It was such a sweet gesture, how Aunt Sissy was sending us a little piece of sunshine and we would jump on the phone to thank her. 

And that Easter when it snowed—oh, I’ll never forget it! Seeing Aunt Sissy and all my cousins laughing and trying to find warm clothes so we could play outside. Her joy and laughter filled every room, and those moments together are some of my most cherished.

Aunt Sissy's kindness, her zest for life, and her deep love for family will always be remembered. Please know that my thoughts and heart are with you all.

With love and deepest sympathy,

Jennifer

In loving memory of my dear sister, whom we affectionately called “Sissy.”
Sissy always welcomed you with a smile and a hug. She had a special gift for bringing joy and laughter to those around her.

Sissy and I began our faith journey together with the precious moment of being baptized side by side. Sissy lived her life with love for God in her heart and actions. She embraced Teresa as part of the Thompson family and treated her like a sister. Teresa and I cherish the memories of spending time with Sissy and Bill during our honeymoon. Later visits with our mother and my family were filled with Sissy's bright and loving smile, which warmed our souls. There was also laughter as we reminisced about our childhood and shared stories about Sissy washing the dishes and how I would always dry them.

Over the years, our phone conversations held a special place in my heart. Sissy's voice always brought a smile to my face, making it feel like we were in the same room talking. My love for Sissy and her family will always remain in my heart. Teresa and I are sending our prayers and hugs. As God opens the gates of heaven, Sissy, a new angel with a sweet smile, is welcomed. Although we will miss Sissy here on earth, we take comfort in knowing that she is smiling down on us from her dear Father's home.

John and I send our love and prayers to the family.  Aunt Sissy holds a special place in my heart. I have very fond memories of time spent with the family as  a kid(my first solo trip on a plane!). Those were very great times in my life that I have cherished.  Later, we brought our sons to visit Aunt Sissy and Uncle Bill on our visits to Florida. Our boys loved their time with them.  Rest in heavenly peace Aunt Sissy. 
Love, Tracey
Psalm 23: The Lord is my Shepherd; I have all that I need.He lets me rest in green meadows; leads me beside peaceful streams.

Sending your family prayers and hugs. I remember long rides in the station wagon to visit the Reeves family—very dear memories. 

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28
I hope you find peace in knowing Sissy is at rest in her heavenly home.

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Catherine Jane Reeves

16 diciembre, 1930 – 9 agosto, 2024

Brevard Memorial Funeral Home & Park

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