Maureen M. Bigica
August 30, 1946 – February 4, 2020
To tell you my thoughts on my mom I would have to start by saying that both of my parents set up a great home base no matter where we lived which always allowed for my mom to be a great homemaker and to be available for every question, owie, complaint, exciting or sad news, great friendship reporting days to broken friendships with many tears and you name it. She was the first I wanted to run to and she was there to listen, hug and kiss me or to simply listen to my rantings/ramblings of any good or bad days I had as a kid and through-out my adulthood. I can't express in any words how much I relied on her for all those moments and how much I will cherish those times.
I found that pretty amazing. I mean I am the middle child with an older brother & sister and my younger brother. I am right there stuck in the middle but I was never made to feel that way and I am pretty sure each of my siblings would agree with that statement as well. We all had a voice and she was there to listen and to give us rides to all the events, kid’s parties, music events, track and field events and much more that we constantly asked her to drive us around to.
My mom also wasn't much for being mad or even disciplining. The worst she would ever do is yell "go to your room" and "you just wait until I tell your father". Which wasn't really a threat since we had our toys, T.V. in the comforts of our own bedrooms as well as it never seemed to reach the ears of our father. Somehow she kept the threat real as we came down the stairs for family diner and during the meal one or two of us would be perfectly behaving and simply hold our breath expecting something but nothing ever rose from her threat other than some direct stares from her at the table. I find it pretty amazing she could hold that authority over us without any true discipline especially with four of us running around.
Well, I can't say my mom didn't ever get mad or show her temper. The first time I remember was when I was about 13. It was all about mice. Yep, I said mice but what I mean is simply a mouse. Not a particular mouse just anything that resembled a mouse seen in her path. If you dare to keep reading here is a strange memory of the first time I witnessed the anger my mom could actually display. It was a day that I placed my retainer (just got braces off type of retainer) on a napkin on the counter in the kitchen after I had cleaned it. Yep not the brightest thing for me to do but I was hungry and trying to rush to the dinner table. So eating at the table my brother and I hear behind us a shriek of swear words that we couldn't believe she was saying. We turn to see over the counter my mom with a rolled up newspaper slamming the paper onto the counter repeatedly and something jumping two feet up in the air over and over. I was in shock over the fact she was swearing but after her third blow with the newspaper I realized it was my retainer she was attacking. I yelled "Stop Mom" but she wouldn't or simply couldn't hear me. I ran into the kitchen while I was witnessing my retainer bouncing straight up into the air and watching as it oddly landed right back onto the same spot on the counter with every blow she gave it. I reached out and touched her on the shoulder and she suddenly stopped and looked at me for a moment. I said, "Mom, why are you hitting my retainer I just cleaned it". Without a word she calmly threw out the old rolled up newspaper into trash in front of her and then looked at me again and she said "l thought it was a mouse".
I will wrap up by saying that my mom didn't deserve the last few years of poor health and struggles that she went through. We all helped her as best as we knew how but she could of lived another 50 years with us helping her through her struggles and it wouldn't of touched even a quarter of the love or affection or caring or time that she reserved for each of us. I wish she could of stayed longer for us to put in more time with her but I know that she is walking again, surrounded by past loved ones and smiling & laughing again with no more pain or suffering.
I miss you so much! I Love you mom and will carry you everywhere I go in my heart.
Your Daughter, Nicole
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Maureen M. Bigica
February 10, 2020
First I want to send my condolences to Roger and his family. I am so sorry for your loss.
Maureen everytime I ever seen her always had a smile on her face which in turn always put a smile on my face. I feel blessed to have had the opportunity to know her even if only for the short 3 years its been. I will miss peaking in her room to say hello and ask her how she is doing when I go there to clean their house and her smiling back at me saying im hanging in there. Her smile will forever be etched in my mind. I hope the family finds peace in all the beautiful memories she has left them with.
I hope they also know if there is anything I can do to help during this sad time to please do not hesitate to reach out to me.
February 10, 2020
My sister-in-law , I wish I had the chance to know you better . I remember we came to visit when I was pregnant and not feeling well you took the time to sit with me and talk , you were very patient and knew exactly what to say to make me feel better . I never forgot that . And you had the most beautiful smile . You will not be forgotten . Love you always, Charleen