Yvonne Chapdelaine

Yvonne Diane

Chapdelaine

February 16, 1973

September 15, 2005

Yvonne came into this world a very sick baby. She left this world a very sick young lady. During her short time here she accomplished a lot. She made many friends, and raised two beautiful daughters, Teela and Hannah, her pride and joy. She was an excellent Mom, and a wonderful aunt to her neice and nephews, and loved them all very much. Throughout the family albums, she is always seen holding one of her children or neice or nephews, at family gatherings or special events.

Yvonne, her brother Gerald and her daughter, Teela, suffer from the deadly disease that took her life. It is a hereditary gene that runs in the Chapdelaine family. She and her brother Gerald, were close and were able to understand each others pain and what they were going through.

Yvonne had a great personality and had a lot of good humour. She was very caring and helpful to everyone, especially in the hospital. She had compassion and empathy for those who needed help. She loved to work in her flower bed, do crafts, plan special birthday parties or family dinners, (she was a great cook), volunteer at hockey games, or at any of her girl’s events, or volunteer at one of her Mom’s prevention activities.

She loved to shop, and she loved pink. Many times, she would take her Mom shopping for material and patterns so Mom could sew outfits for her girls. She enjoyed dropping off treats to the medical staff in the emergency department. Throughout her suffering, she remained quite strong and still carried her humour. She shall be greatly missed by all.

Yvonne is survived by: Troy Farkvam, spouse and stepson, Shane; two daughters Teela and Hannah; mother, Benita; father, Henry; brothers, Gerald and Norman; sister, Denise; niece, Paige; nephews, Robby, Brucie and Logan.

HER SMILE IS FOREVER

Though her smile is forever

Her hands we cannot touch

We still hold our memories

Of the one we loved so much

Her memory is our keepsake

With which we’ll never part

God has her up in heaven

We have her in our hearts.

If tears could build a staircase

And heartache could make a lane

We would walk the path to Heaven

And bring her home again.