Allen, Carol “Dianne” (née Oke) passed away peacefully on Wednesday September 30th 2015 at Hospice Simcoe in Barrie, in her 64th year. Cherished mother to Shannon and Kristin and her husband Peter (Barrie). Adored Gran of Reid and Kaitlyn and loving sister to Michael and Karen (Huntsville). Dianne will lovingly be remembered by her friends, nieces and nephews.
Memorial donations can be made to Hospice Simcoe Barrie www.hospicesimcoe.ca or the Simcoe Muskoka Regional Cancer Centre www.rvh.on.ca.
The family would like to thank Dr. Thornton and the wonderful staff at Hospice Simcoe Barrie for their exceptional care and compassion.
Kelly Keown
Posted on: Thursday, October 8, 2015Shannon, Kristin, Peter, Reid and Kaitlyn,
I’m very sorry to hear of the loss of Aunt Dianne. She was a wonderful Aunt with a great big heart and even bigger hugs. All of you were such a huge part of her spirit and the importance of family was her strength, in good times and in bad. Keep her spirit alive by having those family weekends, holiday dinners and awesome baking weekends.
It always put a smile on my face when I’d open her Christmas card each year, I knew I’d get at least one card.
I’ll miss her always.
Kelly xoxo
Aunti Carolin and Uncle Ted
Posted on: Friday, October 9, 2015Dear Kristin, Shannon and and family.
I was saddened to learn your Mom passed away on September 30. I always respected your Mom and how she raised two beautiful, sensitive and loving daughters. I enjoyed receiving cards from Dianne and when your gramma died the sentiment she sent along to me was “Remember The Happy Times” I pass that along to you.
Always remember she hasn’t really left you. The gifts your Mom gave are yours forever – her laughter, her words of wisdom, the memories you created together and her love.
Love Aunti Carolin and Uncle Ted
Nicole Wylde (Payne)
Posted on: Tuesday, October 13, 2015Kristen, Shannon & family
I am so sorry to hear of Diane’s passing. I will always remember her as a wonderful and kind person.
Sending all my love to you and yours. I would like to share a favorite poem, hopefully it gives a little comfort;
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye