Mrs. Enola Marie LeBlanc Bouquet

An obituary is a feeble attempt to sum up a person's life in a few short paragraphs. A way, if you will, to try and give texture and fabric to a person's life. This is far too insufficient to sum up this tiny little woman. How do you begin to tell the world about an 84 lb woman who had the ability to make the world sit up and take notice.

She had 3 loves in the world. Her God. Her family, & life.

Her family was her life. Her siblings were especially important to her, for they shared the hardships she endured as a child, being raised without a mother. She treasured each of you in a special way, and each of you played an important & special role in her life. She raised each of her children as though we were the only child she had.

David although the farthest away, you were never far from her heart. You were the golden boy, I guess because you weren't around for her to know your faults......smile.

Randy, her little boy , you were always the brightest moment in her day, you could make her laugh like no one else. I don't think she ever saw a single fault in you.

Toni, her baby girl, there was just no one like you. When you were taken to the hosp. on the fateful Christmas Day for mischievously swallowing medicine, I don't think she ever really got over almost losing you. Many times I found her crying for you.

Dwight, you did the very best job of taking care of mama that anyone could. You were always there for her. You were always most special to her. Although not with you physically, I know her spirit and heart with live with you always.

Barbara her beloved best friend probably knew her better than anyone. She could tell Barbara anything, and Barbara could make it all better. Barbara you are one in a million, and I know now,..... that God put you in her life for a special reason. Carolyn although not as long with her, she loved you as well.

Among her many accomplishments she had a prison ministry which few people knew about. When we worried for her safety, she told me she was doing Gods work, and He would take care of her. She taught "Life in The Spirt" seminars at St. Aloysius, every week for 10 years.

As most of you know she was stricken with Parkinson's Disease, and as the disease took away more and more of her ability to walk, talk and even think..... she always remember how much how much she loved, because loving is what did best. As her illness drew more and more out of her life, I could still see the love in her eyes when she looked at each of us, grasping hard not to let us know how sick she really was. Trying desperately to makes sense her world that was growing ever more distant with each passing day. There were days when she would beg for God to take her home, for she was so weary of existing in a body that was no longer kind to her, and that had robbed her everything she loved about life.

She was probably best known for her wonderful sense of humor, even when she didn't even realize it, she was at her best. She always saw the best in everyone. She could make anyone laugh. The customers in my shop always enjoyed her visits, wondering what event she would relate to us and make us laugh. As her illness progressed she became ever more "brutally honest" and didn't even realize when she hurt someone. But because she was so witty and cleaver, it didn't seem to matter much to any one who knew her.

I remember once, while in the hosp. I asked her to buy me some slippers. She bought a size 9 instead of a 6 (reading the no. upside down) I said mom these are too big, could you exchange them for a smaller size? She said no, just keep them for water skis........ No one but my mother, could think so fast to make me laugh.

She always knew just the right words to say, and how to say them. If you needed a helping hand she was always there, maybe not the greatest at painting, or hanging wallpaper, but she gave it all she had. When you needed some one to listen, she had an open ear. When you needed a shoulder to cry on she was always there to hold you. Even when she had nothing left to give, she found a way to give just a little more.

This was our mother, the best God had to offer, and she was one of the most remarkable people I have ever known.

Although small in stature she made her mark on this earth. She loved with a love that cannot be understood with the mind............... only with a heart. She searched to find God in herself, but instead found..........., herself in God!

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Enola LeBlanc Bouquet, 86, a native of Morganza, LA and a resident of Zachary, LA passed away on Sunday August 29, 2010. She was a devoted mother who loved her children unconditionally. She was an instructor of “Life in the Spirit” at St. Aloysius Catholic Church and was involved with prison ministry in Carville, LA. Visitation will be held at Greenoaks Funeral Home on Tuesday August 31, 2010 from 5PM until 8PM and continuing on Wednesday September 1, 2010 at St. Pius X Catholic Church from 9AM until time of services at 10AM. Interment will follow in Greenoaks Memorial Park. Rev. Alec Sheldon will be presiding over the services. Enola is survived by her children: Dwight Bouquet, David Lynn Bouquet and wife Janice, Jean Bouquet Cary and husband Craig, Randy Michael Bouquet and wife JoAnna M., Toni Bouquet Watson and husband Mark; grandchildren: Jeremy Polozola, Tiffany Penton, Jennifer Osterhaus, Renee Watson, Randy Joseph Bouquet, and Laura M Bouquet; great grandchildren: Grant Penton, Beau Penton and Evan Osterhaus; sibling: Laura Daigle, Norman LeBlanc, Ernest LeBlanc, and Ervin LeBlanc; and a beloved friend Barbara Lofton. Enola is preceded in death by her husband Odon Joseph Bouquet; parents Abel and Corrine LeBlanc; and siblings: George LeBlanc and Vella Bouquet.