Angelia Kaye Yardy
Today is my son's birthday. He would have been 38 years old but his life journey here on earth was unexpectedly completed on May 21, 2005. He, too, is buried in Floral Haven Memorial Gardens located in Broken Arrow, OK.
I had the honor of knowing Laura during my senior year in 1980 at Will Rogers High School. I held the position of serving as President of my fellow classmate's Cooperative Office Education morning class, which brings me to how I was graciously trained by Laura's exemplary example set before me while working under her careful and nurturing guidance at Cities Services Oil Company. It was because of her outstanding "hands on" training, as one of the Downtown Tulsa location's overseeing one of the main corporate exemplary employees, is why I proudly also served as an Executive Assistant at MetLife's Tulsa Call Center from 1990 to only a day and a half before my son, Anthony "Tyler" Curtis, was unexpected killed in a single car accident. Just graduating from Broken Arrow High School only 8 days prior, he was tired fthat very early morning from the day's activities, he sadly fell asleep at the wheel of his car trying to fulfill his agreement with his biological father to be home by 2 am. Iwill tell you he made it home by his curfew, but with his Great Spirit Father. Bittersweet was his earthly life transition. I miss him with every beat of my broken open heart.
i don't question why it is today I would think fondly of her and search the internet with the words Laura Maddux from Nowata, Oklahoma obituary. You see, Laura and I also spent precious time together sharing stories of our own family upbringing.
She always smiled with such love and joy as she recalled her "Daddy" and what a hard noble working farmer he was to provide for his entire family and how her precious "Momma" would always cook such nourishing "down to the Soul Food' for breakfast, lunch and dinner at the end of her family's hard day's work. Blessed to be given another day together, they as a family prayed and expressed their gratitude at night before bedtime once sundown reached their home.
All these precious memories and more I will forever keep safely close to my heart, as my soul is drawn closer to my journey's end with one day closer. I know I AM still here to share and acknowledge with others I know and those souls I meet of so many of my blessings money cannot buy.
Laura is on my journey's priceless treasured list of my own personal gifts I have in my backpack of life. I will forever and always hold her spirit close to mine!
