Jane Thompson

December 25th, 1973 - January 1st, 2010

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Jane, you were taken from us far too soon sweetheart, but you are at peace now, no more fighting, you fought and made it to Christmas for your boys and in the years that follow they will always remember that. You were one of the kindest, most selfless, thoughtful and funny people we have ever known. You really were one in a million!! You will live on in our hearts and thoughts forever. We feel so privileged to have known you.
Love as always to you, Mark and you'r beautiful boy's.
Sleep well and sweet dreams gorgeous lady
Ann & Mick

Ann & Mick Adams (Burton on Trent, England)

I’ve been writing a little every day since last Friday, struggling to capture what it is that I wanted to share about Jane. The sorrow has been daunting and, in my mind, it is no coincidence that we’ve been virtually invaded with grey sky and a mountain of snow- when we were already feeling the weight of our grief.

And then today, a very welcomed sun shone.

This last week, I feel like I’ve been moving rapidly, haphazardly, with only a pseudo sense of purpose, to do anything that occupied my thoughts and sadness- only to find that it took me longer to get any single thing accomplished. Therefore, when I was finally putting my socks on- at one in the afternoon- and the warmth of the sun blazed through the front window, I was even somewhat impressed at the speed which carried me down the stairs to fetch my computer.
As I returned to that spot, ascending the stairs two at a time, the underlying motivation of my haste occurred to me. My mouth then fought whether to frown or to smile, curiously decided to split the difference, and once again my fondness for Jane overwhelmed me.
I am lucky to have many memories of Jane: playing beach volleyball & Frisbee until the day’s end, watching her chase Joel & Reece, discuss music with Luke, or listen to her translate clever English expressions while she pulled her hair into a ponytail. More recently, after many weeks confined to hospital beds, I remember how happy we all were for Jane’s victory in getting outside to feel the sun on her face.
I sit here now similarly bask in light, thinking of Jane, who was remarkably funny, outgoing and kind. Throughout enduring such bittersweet and arduous straights themselves, Jane and Mark have inspired a renewed fortitude of love and community within us all.
Jane, you made us better. And I wish you peace. You are, and will forever be, a very warm, very brilliant, very welcomed sun.