Birth date: Feb 5, 1933 Death date: May 13, 2025
Swain, Patricia Michigan Center, Michigan Patricia Alice, formally Sackreiter, Swain of Michigan Center, affectionately known as Pat, Patty or her favorite known as "GG" to all of her grands, passed away peacefully on May 10, 2025 Read Obituary
Grandma Pat, you’ll be deeply missed. We loved visiting you whenever we could make it up to Michigan. You were the light of many lives, I’ll miss you very much
Pat was family, friend and mother to so many and I’m not the exception, she’s been in my life since o was a little girl, always welcomed myself, brother and sister at her house, such fun times st the Sackreiter home, and when she would bake her fresh bread we couldn’t wait to have toasted with butter, could have eaten the whole loaf
Many times our parents would get together play cards and laugh oh so many laughs, will miss that smile you always carried, rest now , love you
Pat - Each of us is a world, webbing out, reaching others. We rush to say, one life gone...but each of us is a world.
You were an extraordinary example of faith, family and friendship to everyone in your world. Your example will be carried on by each generation of your family. Thank you for the examples you provided to me. I am grateful for the memories and moments that we shared.
Family - Sending love, hugs and prayers to all of you.
‘For Patricia Alice Swain’
“I thought we would have more time. The end was not just unwanted; it was completely unexpected. When trouble arose, I hoped things would quickly return to normal. I was not ready to have a new chapter forced upon me, and to be handed such a heavy feeling of loss. I must learn to tend to my heart in new ways because you are no longer there to help me hold it. All I have in front of me is the great task of creating a new idea of happiness and home.”
- yung pueblo
Grief is love everlasting, the care you feel for someone living beyond the loss of the object of one’s affection. While romantic to say, the feeling is ugly, painful, and not what you would want for any of us, descended from your strength and fortitude, your overpowering will, your singing at the end.
So I will try not to grieve a loss. Instead I will try to celebrate a rebirth into the world as you go from an aging vessel into all the beautiful, young, new things that fill the world massively and imperceptibly before our eyes, beneath our feet, far above our heads.
You are a little bit of everything, a little bit of everywhere now. I hope it’s so beautiful, Grandma. I hope we all make you so proud. I love you. And I will miss knowing you as the woman who always made us laugh, who never stopped enjoying the things she loved, who always had “the good nails.”
Give ‘em hell, Patty. And enjoy every moment of being new.
-Love Ben
