Obituary for Rose Helen Harasemiw
Rose Helen Harasemiw – January 6, 1957 – May 16, 2021
Mom began her journey home on May 16, 2021. It is with sadness and peace that we announce Rose’s passing. Rose passed away at the Fisher Branch Personal Care Home at the age of 64 years.
Rose leaves her family, her sons Terrence (Mel), Sydney, daughters, Desiree and Tyanne, siblings, Myles, Valdi, Robert and Nancy. Rose had grandchildren and she loved being acknowledged as BABA, special nephews, Robert Jr, and Baby Merv, as well as numerous family, friends and church family.
Rose was predeceased by her parents, dad Donald, mom Harriet, grandparents, Nykola and Maria Harasemiw, Granny Eliza Bouchey and John Amos, her special Uncle Billy, uncles Donald and Leonard Amos, Auntie Susan and Auntie Harriet Amos, also numerous cousins and special friends that she considered her family.
Rose was born on January 6, 1957. Rose lived in Vidir during her childhood and attended Arborg School. In her late teen years, she moved to Selkirk and worked as a sewing machine operator at Selkirk Textiles. Rose moved to Winnipeg and lived there for many years. She enjoyed being a waitress and serving her customers. Through her smiles, laughter, and straightforward personality, she met many people from all walks of life.
Rose enjoyed celebrating her heritages, her native ancestry and rich Ukrainian traditions. She held her last name with pride. In her healthier and robust years, she enjoyed celebrating Ukrainian Christmas along with all of the fixings. She was an excellent cook and enjoyed trying new recipes. She enjoyed the outdoors, and this was always her place to be, she enjoyed hunting, fishing, and gardening.
Later in life, she moved back to the homestead where she began new friendships, enjoyed gardening and puttering around in the flowerbeds. At one point, she even dabbled in a hobby farm by raising chickens, ducks, geese and turkeys. She appreciated being back on the farm, always working hard from morning until evening, taking pride in the yard and garden. She appreciated her phone calls and daily chit chats with friend Mary Shewchuk who she called a neighbor that lived 8 miles away from her.
While on one of her fishing trips Rose endured a car accident that created many health aliments later in life. This began taking a toll on her body and health and Rose moved into Independent living at the 55 plus in Hodgson and then later to her final home at the Personal Care Home in Fisher Branch.
The family extends a special appreciation and thank you to the staff of the Fisher Branch Personal Care Home; we sincerely appreciate your caring and patience that you provided. To the people, family and friends that Rose called upon to assist her with errands and work while at the farm or dropping off special treats while she was in the home, your kindness, helpfulness and generosity is appreciated. To her Morweena church family that visited, listened, shared words of faith and encouragement, you are appreciated. Special thanks to Tim Reimer for providing support and guidance throughout the years, the interesting conversations that you had with Rose, you are valued. A special acknowledgement to her dear friend Janice, you were like a sister to Rose, a heartfelt thank you for your love, patience, and understanding, words of hope and encouragement that you have provided to her, you are respected. To all, that came into Rose’s life by chance or faith we thank you for your words, smiles, helpfulness, anything that you did to make her life a little easier, you are cherished. Thank you.
A private service will be held on Friday, May 21 at 10:30 a.m.,
She will be laid to rest with her family at the Okno Cemetery.
Following Public Health Orders, only 10 people are allowed to attend the funeral.
family and friends may watch the service at
https://livestream.com/morweenaemc
Or go to "Photo and Videos" under Rose's name and scroll down until you see "Tribute Video" or Webcasting.
YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW
There are two days in every week
about which we should not worry,
Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of these days is YESTERDAY,
With its mistakes and cares,
Its faults and blunders,
Its aches and pains.
YESTERDAY has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back YESTERDAY.
We cannot undo a single act we performed;
We cannot erase a single word we said.
YESTERDAY is gone.
The other day we should not worry about is TOMORROW
With its possible adversities, its burdens, its larger promise.
TOMORROW is also beyond our immediate control.
TOMORROW’S sun will rise,
Either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds,
But it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in TOMORROW
For it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day - TODAY.
Any man can fight the battles of just one day.
It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
- YESTERDAY and TOMORROW -
That we break down.
It is not the experience of TODAY that drives men mad.
It is remorse or bitterness for something which happened YESTERDAY
And the dread of what TOMORROW may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but ONE day at a time.
Author Unknown
Mom began her journey home on May 16, 2021. It is with sadness and peace that we announce Rose’s passing. Rose passed away at the Fisher Branch Personal Care Home at the age of 64 years.
Rose leaves her family, her sons Terrence (Mel), Sydney, daughters, Desiree and Tyanne, siblings, Myles, Valdi, Robert and Nancy. Rose had grandchildren and she loved being acknowledged as BABA, special nephews, Robert Jr, and Baby Merv, as well as numerous family, friends and church family.
Rose was predeceased by her parents, dad Donald, mom Harriet, grandparents, Nykola and Maria Harasemiw, Granny Eliza Bouchey and John Amos, her special Uncle Billy, uncles Donald and Leonard Amos, Auntie Susan and Auntie Harriet Amos, also numerous cousins and special friends that she considered her family.
Rose was born on January 6, 1957. Rose lived in Vidir during her childhood and attended Arborg School. In her late teen years, she moved to Selkirk and worked as a sewing machine operator at Selkirk Textiles. Rose moved to Winnipeg and lived there for many years. She enjoyed being a waitress and serving her customers. Through her smiles, laughter, and straightforward personality, she met many people from all walks of life.
Rose enjoyed celebrating her heritages, her native ancestry and rich Ukrainian traditions. She held her last name with pride. In her healthier and robust years, she enjoyed celebrating Ukrainian Christmas along with all of the fixings. She was an excellent cook and enjoyed trying new recipes. She enjoyed the outdoors, and this was always her place to be, she enjoyed hunting, fishing, and gardening.
Later in life, she moved back to the homestead where she began new friendships, enjoyed gardening and puttering around in the flowerbeds. At one point, she even dabbled in a hobby farm by raising chickens, ducks, geese and turkeys. She appreciated being back on the farm, always working hard from morning until evening, taking pride in the yard and garden. She appreciated her phone calls and daily chit chats with friend Mary Shewchuk who she called a neighbor that lived 8 miles away from her.
While on one of her fishing trips Rose endured a car accident that created many health aliments later in life. This began taking a toll on her body and health and Rose moved into Independent living at the 55 plus in Hodgson and then later to her final home at the Personal Care Home in Fisher Branch.
The family extends a special appreciation and thank you to the staff of the Fisher Branch Personal Care Home; we sincerely appreciate your caring and patience that you provided. To the people, family and friends that Rose called upon to assist her with errands and work while at the farm or dropping off special treats while she was in the home, your kindness, helpfulness and generosity is appreciated. To her Morweena church family that visited, listened, shared words of faith and encouragement, you are appreciated. Special thanks to Tim Reimer for providing support and guidance throughout the years, the interesting conversations that you had with Rose, you are valued. A special acknowledgement to her dear friend Janice, you were like a sister to Rose, a heartfelt thank you for your love, patience, and understanding, words of hope and encouragement that you have provided to her, you are respected. To all, that came into Rose’s life by chance or faith we thank you for your words, smiles, helpfulness, anything that you did to make her life a little easier, you are cherished. Thank you.
A private service will be held on Friday, May 21 at 10:30 a.m.,
She will be laid to rest with her family at the Okno Cemetery.
Following Public Health Orders, only 10 people are allowed to attend the funeral.
family and friends may watch the service at
https://livestream.com/morweenaemc
Or go to "Photo and Videos" under Rose's name and scroll down until you see "Tribute Video" or Webcasting.
YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW
There are two days in every week
about which we should not worry,
Two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of these days is YESTERDAY,
With its mistakes and cares,
Its faults and blunders,
Its aches and pains.
YESTERDAY has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back YESTERDAY.
We cannot undo a single act we performed;
We cannot erase a single word we said.
YESTERDAY is gone.
The other day we should not worry about is TOMORROW
With its possible adversities, its burdens, its larger promise.
TOMORROW is also beyond our immediate control.
TOMORROW’S sun will rise,
Either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds,
But it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in TOMORROW
For it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day - TODAY.
Any man can fight the battles of just one day.
It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
- YESTERDAY and TOMORROW -
That we break down.
It is not the experience of TODAY that drives men mad.
It is remorse or bitterness for something which happened YESTERDAY
And the dread of what TOMORROW may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but ONE day at a time.
Author Unknown