She introduced them- my parents
She met me when I was 8 months old
The oopsie baby who rolled over on her living room floor
I was 4 years old when she became Mom #2
At age 6- I spilled blackberry brandy in her purse
What a sticky mess
Beautiful blue eyes with a dark ring around the edges
She was sassy, smart, articulate, and feisty
5’ 2” who didn’t take crap
From anybody
Watching Dad and her dance was a thing of beauty
They loved to dance, they loved to laugh
They were always touching- connected in a way I’ve never seen
Every Sunday I woke to coffee & chocolate chip cookies
She was foxy, those hips in her turquoise bikini turned heads
Cherry Monte Carlo with a T-top- our hair blowing in the wind
We would sing like pop stars to Barry Manilow & Neil Diamond
She gave wise council
Shared life experiences
Had more energy than my Puerto Rican friends
She was fierce, she was fun
She let me drink wine on special and not so special occasions
Taylor Pink Catawba
Oh the parties, the friendships, the jokes
Laughter, always laughter
Everyone loved Hal & Ardena
They never judged
They always would lend a hand
An ear, a hug, a drink
They worked hard, they played hard, and they loved hard
Embraced all
Their home was a place of calm, freedom, honesty
She was an amazing cook- her Italian- AYYYYY
Her idea of fast food was a bucket of KFC
Pool parties
Cherry chocolate chip ice-cream out of the bucket- two spoons
She built her own home, yelled at contractors
Stomped her feet and gave them hell
She had three sons; Army Ranger, still born in Scotland, diabetic Scott who is gone
Now with her
She gave her time, her heart, her continuous support
Without pause
Her life experiences helped her to see angles no one else did
Her perspective was unique and different
No one else saw it until she did
Many times she was misunderstood
Her battle, her passions
But EVERYONE admired her grit, her moxy
Her fierce ability to never let go
I loved her, I will miss her, and I will mourn her
I’m grateful she’s pain free
And with the man she truly loved
She’s dancing again
Cutting up a rug- once again, reunited
In each other’s arms
For Ardena B. Taylor (11/17/1939 – 4/20/2018)
strengthdefined 
I love this. I am so sad by the loss of her. However am so glad that when i was able to see her last time i was in Utah she made us lunch. With her amazing cooking. She was always able to whip up something great. She was so head strong and smart. I remember working on her papers against her home health company. She had to have perfection that was past perfection. Ha ha. I am so greatfull i met her. She was a blessing in so many ways.
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She adored you Kim! Tough to see her go
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Jeni, what you wrote is so beautiful and so exactly her! I’m so sad but at the same time, also happy, now they are back together! She told me many times she was ready, when it was her time, to be back with your dad and how much she missed him. I believe they are up there dancing and laughing together! She was an amazing, special lady and I will always be so thankful for her in my life, she helped me so much, many times, with her words of wisdom. Both your dad and her will always be in our hearts and memories! My husband loves them too, they touched his heart so much too. Know you’re in our heart and prayers for peace and comfort. Will there be a celebration of life for her? Love, your cousin Lori
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Lori, my beautiful cousin that I cherish, she made it clear in person & in her will that she did not want a service for her life. It bothers me as we should celebrate and toast this incredible lady. 😕
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Aus dem tiefen sinnen Großartiges !!!!!
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Great !! if history is true, leukemia is also curable .. my best wishes for convalescence. everything is good.
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