Our precious Booshe….
Her aura is a coat of many colors and her favorite is rainbow... She was known for her beautiful cat eyes. A carefree spirit with a sense of style and she wore her long flowing hair in a ponytail. Marilyn’s love for nature showed through by the numerous pets she kept and adopted any animal that needed love…. Her cats, dogs, ducklings, budgies, her farm.
Marilyn is beautiful….
Our dear mother, sister, aunt, niece, grand-daughter- our Booshe…
Marilyn was born in Minnedosa, Manitoba in 1967 and is predeceased by her Mother, Dianne Jane Huntinghawk and by her loving and caring grandparents George and Alexandrine Huntinghawk. She is also pre-deceased by her foster parents Frank and Victoria Wilson and her children’s father and life-long friend Kevin McCorrister.
Marilyn leaves her children, son Kyle (Maria) and grandson Chayton; her daughter Kelly and grand-daughter Melody. Marilyn leaves her loving sisters Lorraine Leonard-Huntinghawk (Al), nephews Jason and Aaron (Grandson Bronson), and Constance Shepherd (Jim) nephews Dylan, Tyrell, and Conner. Sister Julie (twin nieces, Lexi and Lacy) and brothers Darryl and Leonard; plus, her long-time friend Bev McCorrister.
Marilyn also leaves behind Grandfather Ralph and foster-siblings: Doyle (Delores), Deidre, Jeffrey (Max), Julian, Faron, Glynis (Nicole), Brent (Clarice), Pamela and Layne (Dinah). Aunts Wendy, Patsy (best), Joyce, Roberta (Sam) and numerous, numerous cousins, nieces, and nephews.
At the age of 6 Marilyn and her sister Lorraine were adopted and taken in by the Wilson family.
Marilyn’s adventurous free spirit shone through, she lived life to the fullest, and she loved to travel. She travelled to Penticton, Hope, Calgary, where she settled back in Winnipeg. Marilyn is very artistic and enjoyed the visual arts: photography, drawing and calligraphy. She was also an amazing cook, kind and generous. She would give the shirt off her back…she was fierce and kicked ass… Our Booshe!
Perhaps they are not stars
But rather openings in heaven
Where the love of our lost ones
Pours though and shines down upon us
To let us know they are happy…
Don’t cry for me. I will be okay.
Heaven is my home now, and this is where I’ll stay.
Don’t cry for me. I’m where I belong.
I want you to be happy and try to stay strong.
Don’t cry for me. It’s just my time,
but I will see you someday on the other side.
Don’t cry for me. I am not alone.
The angels are with me to welcome me home.
Don’t cry for me, for I have n fear.
All my pain is gone, and Creator took my tears.
Don’t cry for me. This is not the end.
I’ll be waiting her for you when we meet again.
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