La chose la plus dure, c'était de le dire à mes enfants.
Suivez le parcours de Connie, de son cancer du sein métastatique à sa vie de mère, ainsi que l'aide qu'elle a reçue grâce à nos donateurs. Malheureusement, son combat a pris fin, nous rappelant de manière déchirante à quel point votre don peut toucher quelqu'un dans ses derniers moments.
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Written by Connie’s sister, Xue Wing Betty McDaniel:
“Connie was so much more than her illness. She was a seeker, storyteller, mother, mentor, artist, and friend. She faced every challenge, including breast cancer, with grace, resilience, and warmth. Her life was a mosaic of creativity, courage, and compassion.
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She had an eye for beauty in the overlooked, antique books, imperfect glassware, vintage jewelry. Every piece she touched told a story. In jewelry-making, she found her true calling, creating art that connected people, carrying meaning far beyond the material.
But her greatest masterpieces were her children, Toki and Florent. She raised them to think freely, dream boldly, and live authentically, just as she did. Her love for them was boundless, her presence unforgettable.
Connie believed in living with intention, to laugh loudly, feel deeply, and love without limits. She made everyone feel seen, heard, and valued. Her empathy was her superpower. She could sit with your pain or celebrate your joy and make you feel less alone.
Even in her final days, she continued to teach, not from a classroom, but through how she lived. She reminded us that life isn’t about waiting for perfection; it’s about finding beauty in the imperfection.
If she could leave us with one message, it would be this: Be real. Be kind. Be creative. Love deeply. Forgive freely. And never be afraid to shine.
Thank you, Connie, for your love, your laughter, your lessons, and your light. You were, and always will be, unforgettable.
