Carolyn Barbara Lewis
August 19, 1939 - July 03, 2015
A keen eye for evaluating the needs of others
Carolyn (Carrie) Barbara Lewis was born August 19, 1939 to Roger Lewis and Shirley Smith Lewis in Marshall, MI. She passed away from leukemia peacefully at home in Mount Vernon, WA with her wife, Barbara Cheyney, by her side on July 3, 2015.
She graduated from Bronson Methodist Hospital School of Nursing in Kalamazoo, MI. She practiced as an RN at University of WA Medical Center, Northwest Hospital, and Group Health Lynnwood Clinic where she worked for 24 years before retiring. She was proud to have worked with the development of the first long-term hemodialysis program at the University of WA Medical Center Clinical Research Center.
Carrie and Barbara Cheyney spent 47 years together and married on 12-28-13. They lived in the Stonebridge development in Mount Vernon for the past 12 years. Carrie was a committed Christian, loving, caring, empathetic, lover of animals (cats!), and lover of books. She had a keen eye for evaluating the needs of others. She loved children and sponsored children through World Vision International for 50 years.
Carrie is survived by her sister, Marty Lewis, in Okemos, MI and a cousin, Robin Smith Cutsinger, in Fort Myers, FL. She was preceded in death by her parents, aunt Ann Smith, uncle Don Lewis, and maternal and paternal grandparents.
A memorial service will be held on Saturday, July 25 at 3:00pm at St. Paul's Episcopal Church, 415 S. 18th St., Mount Vernon WA. Her ashes will be scattered per her desire. Memorials may be made to World Vision or St. Paul's Episcopal Church, Mount Vernon.
Love Lives On
Those we love remain with us,
for Love itself lives on.
Cherished memories never fade;
because one loved is gone.
Those we love can never be
more than a thought apart,
for as long as there's a memory
they live on in our heart.
Think of her as living
in the hearts of those she touched,
for nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.
Just as the Wave Cannot Exist
Just as the wave cannot exist for itself, but is ever a part of the heaving surface of the ocean, so must I never live my life for itself, but always in the experience which is going on around me. It is an uncomfortable doctrine which the true ethics whisper into my ear. You are happy, they say; therefore you are called upon to give much.