Samantha Elizabeth Taylor

Samantha Taylor was born on March 26, 1987, and passed away on December 22, 2025, in Calgary Alberta. To those who were lucky enough to have known her in their life, you would have known what a compassionate person she was. She always went the extra mile for the people close to her. She always remembered the little details nobody else would. I know this to be true more than anyone, being her only daughter, only child. I was fortunate to spend 18 beautiful years with her, and I’ll cherish every single one of them forever. Being a young and single mom wasn’t easy I can imagine, but not once did I see through any cracks she might have had. She always provided me with everything I needed, and everything wanted. When the news came that she was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer, neither of us understood the severity of what was to come, least of all me. Throughout her treatment you rarely would see signs of weakness from her. From multiple rounds of chemotherapy to her double mastectomy, countless radiation appointments, as well as the never-ending amount of medication that followed, she always put on a brave face, always was ready for the next thing life would throw at her. When the day came when I found out about her passing, I truly couldn’t believe it. Anyone who knew Sam would feel the same way. She seemed invincible, untouchable. She just seemed too strong to pass away. I remember my last time being with her, holding her hand during another medical appointment. Even then the idea of her leaving my side didn’t cross my mind. It was too impossible. Throughout my life she has taught me so much. She taught me to never lower myself down to make others happy. She taught me to speak up for what I believed in. She taught me how to show love and care to those around me. I’m so grateful she chose to be a mother. I’m so grateful she chose me. My mother was a very sentimental person, and I know I’ll see signs of her with me throughout my life. Whether it be a blue jay in the sky, or a red carnation in a garden, or even a Yahtzee game, I’ll know she is there beside me. May her beautiful soul rest in peace and feel no more pain. Her presence has touched more people than she could have ever possibly known, that’s just the kind of person she was. I’m so proud to be known as her daughter.