Mary Walden Abel

Mary Walden Abel, 86, of Cumming, Georgia, died peacefully in her sleep at home, on Pentecost Sunday, May 27th, 2012. She was born in Cleveland, Tennessee, the daughter of the late Arthur D. Walden and Emma Remillard Walden. Mary devoted a lifetime of love and service to her own eight children, to her husband, to her parents, to the elderly she kept in her home, to the recipients of her meals-on-wheels, to the patients at the hospital where she volunteered, and to her friends and her community and her country. She was never more at home than when in her garden. She was a humble, bright, wise, kind and witty woman…quick with a quip: “What’s your hurry? here’s your hat.” Two days before her death she smiled at her grandson, Mike Swinehart, and said: “I don’t think I’m going out for the team this year”. Mrs. Abel was preceded in death by her husband, Glenn W. Abel, a son, Michael Glenn Abel, and a daughter, Theresa Abel. Survivors include her sons, Dennis Abel of Cumming Georgia, Roger Abel of Buford Georgia, daughters Ginger Swinehart of Jonesborough Tennessee, Patty Shirkey of Worthington Springs Florida, Peggy Walker of Marietta Georgia, and Katherine Roberts of Sarasota Florida. She leaves behind 16 grandchildren and 15 great-grandchildren. A funeral mass will be celebrated in Latin on Friday, June 1st at 11:00 A.M. at St Therese of Lisieux Catholic Church, 900 Clingan Ridge Dr NW, Cleveland, TN 37312. Interment will follow in Hilcrest Memorial Gardens. Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room I am I and you are you Whatever we were to each other That we are still Call me by my old familiar name Speak to me in the easy way you always used Put no difference into your tone Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Laugh as we always laughed At the little jokes we always enjoyed together Play, smile, think of me, pray for me Let my name be ever the household word that it always was Let it be spoken without effort Without the ghost of a shadow in it Life means all that it ever meant It is the same as it ever was There is absolute unbroken continuity What is death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind Because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you for an interval Somewhere very near Just around the corner All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost One brief moment and all will be as it was before How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral Funeral arrangements by Ralph Buckner Funeral Home, 3000 Ralph Buckner Boulevard, Cleveland, TN 37311 http://www.ralphbuckner.com We invite you to sign the family guestbook at www.ralphbuckner.com.