Guestbook for Georgette Cookie Donovan
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September 29, 2020 | Robert Hammond - TUCSON, Arizona -- United States
I am so sorry to hear of Cookie's passing. Last time we talked was at Sam's Italian shop a couple years ago when I was in town, and I wish I has gone to visit her last time I was there. A lesson to be learned. If you're going to do something in life, do it today. I think that's how Cookie lived her life. We had some good fights when Cookie, Frank and I sat down to do the schedule. Cookie could hold her own.
You will be greatly missed.
September 17, 2020 | Sherri Kimball - Wellfleet, Ma -- USA
Hope and family,
I am so sorry for your loss. Loved calling her at the hospital...always put a smile on my face. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
September 16, 2020 | barbara feltes - portland, ME -- United States
I am saddened to hear about Cookie. She & I were in the same class at St Joseph's grammar school in Lewiston and Lewiston High School. I smile when I think of her. She was always a pleasure to be around. My condolences to her family.
September 16, 2020 | Katherine guimond - Cape Coral, FL -- United States
What a Beautiful looking Lady. I am so sorry for your loss.
September 16, 2020 | Connie Perrault Wall - Malvern , Pennsylvania -- USA
We played together as children and she was a best friend! RIP
September 16, 2020 | Donna Briggs Smith - Turner, Maine -- USA
❤️🍷 love you Cookie❣️ I cherish you words of wisdom, your legacy lives on in your Hope Ann, Kendra, Kali, Colton, Mike & Oliver and beyond. Laugh, live & love like Georgette💞
September 16, 2020 | Belinda Blake - Auburn, ME -- Andros.
I worked with Cookie on M2 and in the Lab. She was always willing to listen and learn. A great "people person". and a very hard worker. May she be at peace and her family know she was a wonderful acquaintance.
Belinda Blake, former medical Technologist at CMMC lab.
September 16, 2020 | Frank Ayotte - Auburn, ME -- USA
Dear friend, I miss you already. You and I had our moments when working all those years. But, we always respected one another. After Connie passed, you were there for me, calling me on a daily basis for many months. You did so much to help me through my loss. I know you were going through your own isssues, but you put those aside to help me and many others. You are not hurting anymore. Rest easy with your loved ones who went before you. I love you!
September 16, 2020 | Duane B Miller - Morriston, FL -- USA
As I lay here at 230am thinking of all the memories, I’m grateful your at peace and out of pain. Your footprints that you’re left behind will continue to touch lives. You will be missed by many, but your footprint will forever remain in our heart’s. There are no words worthy to express the person you were. LOVE
September 16, 2020 | Maureen Desrochers - Kernersville, NC -- USA
Cookie,
My dear cousin, you were a water baby till the end.
Your laughter would bring tears to our faces.
Your presence was known because your smile lit up the room and you were not meek and mild.
Your love for nursing was your God given gift and you used it unselfishly and far exceeded a typical retirement age. You were a great cook and fed the hungry cold fisherman with hearty meals. You fought the good fight.
You loved family a true family tradition.
You kept Heather’s memory alive through the decades.
I trust you are among the angels with Heather, your parents, brother and other family members including the Parents of the cousins you have left behind, most recently my Mom.
Our time here is but a blimp, celebrate a healthy, happy life in eternity, until we see each other again...❤️
September 15, 2020 | Ann Gilman - Hampton , VA -- USA
Thoughts and prayers go out to all who will miss Cookie...she is joining quite a crew.
September 15, 2020 | Mike and Diane Hilliard - Groveland , Florida -- USA
It was late at night heading into Boston, I could not tell which way the ambulance was moving. Up, down, forward, or backwards as the windows were taped shut to eliminate any flashing bright lights. The ambulance slowed to a stop and was placed into park. My partner said we had arrived at Mass General. I opened the side door to get out and stretch, realizing in a rapid split second that instead of being in the ER parking area we were stopped on top of the Tobin bridge, a span aptly named the bridge of death.
Stopped on the uppermost lane of this old wooden style bridge is a toll station. My partner’s maniacal laughter over my intense fear of heights awakened our passenger. A little girl who beamed when she saw me, and then she said Mike! And started to laugh, too.
I met Georgette (Cookie and NEVER call her Georgette) Donovan at Central Maine Medical Center in the second floor Ortho-Neuro unit. She was an LPN who had completed a three year program which was nearly unheard of then and has now been vanquished along with diploma nursing programs.
She had a firm exterior and kept her physicians in line. I was a paramedic hoping to get my RN and we hit it off immediately. She was funny, honest (the word brutal comes to mind), and kind hearted. She adored her children and spoke of them often.
We met again when her youngest daughter, Heather, developed severe seizures. Heather was the embodiment of everything good in Cookie. She was pure love and wanted nothing more than to explore and marvel in all that she witnessed.
Until the seizures took hold. To this day I’ve never seen any worse. We traveled into the city during the night and Heather held my hand. She comforted me that day.
Cookie and I dated. She was beautiful inside and out. In her words, she loved to swim, occasionally clothed. I watched as a disease dismantled her Heather, in time it took her life peacefully. I was there on that day. I watched her take her last breath and I watched Cookie take a new breath for the coming world without her Heather.
To me they are inseparable in my mind, not that Cookie did not love her other children, but Heather required her to be mother, father, caretaker, healthcare provider, and everything in between. I know they are at peace.
We have reconnected, many of my friends knew her. She has met and loved my wife. On our last visit in February she spoke of her end. She saw it coming. She embraced it. She knew that Michael and Hope were set in life. Her job was done. She loved her friends, Cookie’s Army. In so many ways I thank you for loving her. As I have.
Cookie, please have Heather reread me the story of her kitty. It brings me peace.
