On Tuesday, September 27, 2022 at the Baycrest, at age 105, Rose Romberg, loving daughter of the late Ethel and Louis Wiseman, beloved wife of the late Leo Romberg, loving mother and mother-in-law of Lynn & David Sand, Edward & Ricki Romberg, loving Bubbie of Lori-Ava & Cory; Lee & Carrie. Predeceased sisters & sister-in-law of the late Janet & Sam Stone, Mary & Lou Maidenberg, Gertie & Morris Manoff, Anne & Sammy Goldman, Edie & Sid Stolberg & Evelyn & Henry Loeb. She was a vibrant person who wore many hats, with many talents & accomplishments throughout her life.. She will be greatly missed & remembered with love, always & forever… We’ve been very fortunate to have a mother this long, but it’s always hard to say goodbye… May her memory be forever a blessing…
Memorial donations may be made to The Candian Cancer Society  1-800-268-8874 https://cancer.ca/en/   , the Jewish National Fund of Canada  https://jnf.ca/   416-638-7200 or the charity of your choice.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Two Mothers Remembered

by Joann Snow Duncanson
I had two Mothers – two Mothers I claim
Two different people, yet with the same name.
Two separate women, diverse by design,
But I loved them both because they were mine.
The first was the Mother who carried me here,
Gave birth and nurtured and launched my career.
She was the one whose features I bear,
Complete with the facial expressions I wear.
She gave me her love, which follows me yet,
Along with the examples in life that she set.
As I got older, she somehow younger grew,
And we’d laugh as just Mothers and daughters should do.
But then came the time that her mind clouded so,
And I sensed that the Mother I knew would soon go.
So quickly she changed and turned into the other,
A stranger who dressed in the clothes of my Mother.
Oh, she looked the same, at least at arm’s length,
But now she was the child and I was her strength.
We’d come full circle, we women three,
My Mother the first, the second and me.
And if my own children should come to a day,
When a new Mother comes and the old goes away,
I’d ask of them nothing that I didn’t do.

Love both of your Mothers as both have loved you.