On Saturday, December 18, 2010, Cathy Hauser beloved wife of Randy Hauser and mother of Shane, Jessica and Caryn, Wolseley, SK., passed away at the age of 50 years. The funeral service was held in the chapel of Tubman Funeral Home, Wolseley, SK. on Wednesday, December 22, 2010 at 2:00 p.m. with Rev. Gerald Bruce Andersen officiating. Interment in Wolseley Cemetery.
Cathy was predeceased by her father, Laurent Langlois, father-in-law, Emil Hauser, brother Michael Langlois and brother-in-law, Kelly Hauser. Cathy is survived by her loving husband Randy, their children, Shane, Jessica (Brant McBride) and Caryn Hauser, her mother, Ferne Langlois, her mother-in-law, Christine Hauser, her brothers and sisters: Debbie (Allen) Skiba; Dennis (Marcie) Langlois; Brian (Laurie) Langlois; Gail (Brent) Hextall; Brenda Ulmer (Randy) and Shelley (Todd) Douan, brother-in-law, Daryl (Marlene) Hauser, sister-in-law, Loretta (Darrel) also numerous, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and cousins.
If friends so desire contributions to the Canadian Cancer Society 1910 McIntyre Street, Regina, SK. S4P 2R3 may be tokens of remembrance.
(First few paragraphs by Marlene Hauser) read by Marlene Hauser:
Cathy and I go back a long way, from being friends through 6 years of High School and for 28 years after that as we married into the same family. We grew up together and we raised our children together. We even turned 50 together although she did that much more graciously than I did. I approached my 50th birthday kicking and screaming all the way but Cathy greeted her 50th birthday with the same gracious acceptance that she did every other hurdle that she encountered. If she ever waivered she never let it show.
When the kids asked me to read their mom’s eulogy today, I was honoured and scared and I believe God is very tired of hearing my never ending pleas asking for his help so I will carry on. The kids told me, Auntie, just correct our grammar and change what you want but I wouldn’t change a thing - it’s perfect just the way you wrote it.
Jess, I’m going to start with you as the middle child never gets to go first - we are always 2nd in line, but not today.
Jessica:
I could go on for hours talking about my mom and what an extraordinary woman she was, but everyone here today already knows how special she was. My mom should be an example of what can be if you only believe and have faith. She fought a hard and tiring battle with cancer 4 years ago that she was told she might lose. She managed to beat the cancer and live 4 beautiful years with her family and friends by her side. The first time she found out she had cancer - she sat down and cried with our family for a few minutes only once. She had already decided that she can’t change what has happened but she can control her attitude and the outcome with faith, love and hope. My mom was an incredibly strong person and I feel very blessed to have been able to call her my mom.
Anyone who knows me knows that mom has been my best friend since I was old enough to say “mommy.” My mom and I cried together, laughed together and prayed together. My mom always put her family first and she always took the time to say I love you. It’s so hard to lose someone that means so much to me, but I know with all my heart that she is in heaven now, safe and looking down on all of us here today.
In the few minutes before my mom passed on I told her “This isn’t a good-bye mom, this is an I’ll see you later.” This is what I truly believe. When we die we go to heaven to be with God, where we wait for all of our loved ones to someday join us. My mom was incredibly strong and never shed a tear in her last few weeks. She truly was an amazing and beautiful mom.
Mom always put her family first, always knew when something was wrong and always told us, “I love you”. She often spoke the words, “Treat others as you want to be treated,” She taught us to say please and thank-you even though sometimes you don’t feel like saying those words. She taught me that when there is nothing left to do, fall to your knees and pray. She taught me that nothing is more special to a woman than to become a mother - and nothing can ever make you stop loving your children. She told me what it feels like to be in love and that if you find that someone you will do everything to keep them close to your heart. She taught me how to be a friend and also how to stick up for myself. She taught me that the world can be full of hurt but there are many more things that are beautiful. She told me when I was being too bossy, snobby or whinny. My mom told me that I was a great daughter and sister and that it’s important to work hard at keeping your family together. My mom told me, “Live for today, tomorrow is promised to no one.”
It I turn out to be even less than half of the woman, mother, wife or friend that my mom was - then my friends, husband, children and family will be truly blessed. I love you mom and as I said, this isn’t “Good-bye,” this is an “I’ll see you later.”
Shane:
A few thoughts and memories of my mother. Growing up with her was not only an amazing gift but also an honourable privilege. All through my childhood she was there for me through the hard times when I scraped my knees or received pats on the back when I achieved an accomplishment. Mom could be very strict, if we did wrong. She would reward us when we did right and mom always made sure we were safe, secure and content.
We have done a fair share of family trips, from camping to visiting with friends to spending time at the West Edmonton Mall. One could say my mom was quite the people person; she loved to have fun and loved to smile.
One story I have that will prove to you how much she cared about us; a few years back I was driving my dirt bike down the gravel road, I noticed mom was following me in her car, so me being myself decided to test her patience. I sped up standing on my foot pegs and let go with my hands and waved them in the air. I knew this bothered her but I wasn’t done. I decided to go a little further and stand on my seat with my hands waving in the air. When I got home I ran in the house watching to see mom’s reactions. She immediately walked over to my dirt bike and took my keys away and hid them. This is only one example of my mother protecting us.
When mom got sick I was so scared for her. She was one heck of a fighter, she fought for four years. And in these four years she still was the same mom, smiling and being so strong. I saw my mom go through so much pain but she kept her spirits up the whole way through. Mom you are such an amazing woman.
I love hearing stories from other people about my mom; every story was only good things about her such as your mom is a good worker, great friend, she is always smiling. I remember hearing a few of my friends referring to her as their mother also, which means the world to me.
Mom you made me who I am today, words will never describe the type of person you are, this is not a “Good-bye,” it’s, “Until we meet again.”
I love you!
Caryn:
Mom’s favourite pastime and passion was reading. She was an avid reader, reading anything and everything and she would take less time to do it then anyone else I know. Of course mom’s enthusiasm and love of books transferred to me. There were many times where mom and I could be overheard excitedly gabbing about a book one or both of us just read. There were many times where mom was eagerly telling me about a novel she just finished, telling me how much I would enjoy this book when she was done. More times than not, she would stop and look at me and tell me that I couldn’t read the book; not at least until I was married or thirty, preferably both.
Every child will say that they have the best mother they could ever imagine. I’m no different. My mom was everything I could have ever asked for. She was kind, patient, loving, stubborn and strong. Mom was always there, she was there when I needed to vent my annoyance, when I needed help seeing where I went wrong and when I needed to be disciplined. But most of all in all the twenty years of my life, my mom was there showing her continuous love for myself and the rest of my family. It’s no secret mom loved us deeply, but she held no qualms over scolding us either. Mom was more than just my mother, she was my closest friend, who I could tell anything to and who I shared my biggest passion with. Mom was a fighter in all aspects of her life, whether is was defending one of us kids or fighting for her life. It is this strength and stubbornness mixed in with her love that made me the person I am today and am proud to be. Mom always encouraged me in doing my best, doing what I wanted and following my dreams. I can still remember a time when I told mom that I wanted to be a lawyer someday. She looked at me and said that she knew I could do it because I’m the most argumentative person she has every met and that when in court even the judge will get annoyed with me and just let me win.
Mom’s struggle four years ago with cancer proved her strength and her love. It was a difficult time for the whole family, but she was the brave one that pulled the rest of us through. This second time, mom remained strong and fought for her life. She never gave up and she fought to her very last breath. Mom’s fight and desire to stay with the family proved her love more than anything to me, I didn’t need to hear her words. I still don’t need words to tell me how much she loved me; I know she did, because I loved her too. Mom’s time with us was cut short, but that makes the times we shared a whole lot more amazing, and no matter what, mom will always be with us, in our hearts, in our minds and in spirit.
Eva Burrows stated, “In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together and the music that brings harmony.” Mom you proved this true a thousand times over, as you played mediator, the rock in the middle and the center of the family. Thank you, for being you mom. I love you, I always will.
He Only Takes The Best
God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered, “Come with Me.”
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts
To prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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