When we were asked to write something about my mother, I eagerly volunteered. Words come easy to me, but when I sat down to write something meaningful about my beloved mother, I realized that there are no words to exemplify the magnificence of a woman who changed the lives of every person she met. How could I ever tell the world what a privilege it has been to be loved by a woman who made every person who became her friend feel like family. How can I ever tell the world the overwhelming joy I felt knowing that no matter what path of my life took, she was there to love me, forgive me, and express pride in me. Whether it was her children, her grandchildren, or her great-grandchildren, she never missed a single event in our lives; whether it was speech meets, sporting events, dance recitals, ski trips, etc.
Debbie’s and my childhood was filled with family weekends boating, and camping. She spent countless hours baking and making crafts with us. She was our room mother at school and sewed endless things for us. Every holiday felt like magic. Life with Judy was magic.
She always had a house full of company. Friends, made family, sat around her table. She lived to serve them and make them feel like they were the most important people in the world.
She loved music and singing. She loved dancing, and twirling about the dance floor with my dad. What beautiful images of love I had to grow up with. She loved my father like a smitten teenager. She was his girl and he was her everything.
Judy was the strongest woman to ever exist. She met every mountain with courage and strength. She could be suffering so deeply in herself but always met your face with a smile. She fought to live her final years with hope. She wanted to stay here and have one more day with her grandbabies. No matter how tough the challenge she fought to rise to it, because her love for her family was so powerful.
So, what can I say about my mother to express the magnitude she impacted this world with? Talking about her childhood, career, interests…. doesn't really seem to embody the grandeur that her life was. She has been a lighthouse to so many. Wise and tender in her counsel.
Judy is survived by her mother, Virginia Menard, who must have been the inspiration for the beautiful soul that was Judy. It was her mother’s love that taught her to love Jesus, be strong, and have unending courage. At 99 years old, Virginia continues to be an inspiration to her family. Judy is also survived by her husband Dave Bussert; her daughters, Debbie Brolien (Landen), and Melisa Bruens; her grandchildren, Bryan Bruens (Maureen), Chris Bruens (Jaime), Bryce Brolien, JeMarques Bruens, and Lucyann Bruens; her great grandchildren, David Bruens, Elliott Duvall/Bruens, and Mattie Lee Bruens. She is preceded in death by her father Lloyd Menard; her siblings Michael Menard and Sharon Norton; her grandson Matthew Bruens.
Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.callahan-edfast.com for the Bussert family.
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