Jeanne Hollingsworth Memorial Fund
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Dear friends and community, my mom, Jeanne Hollingsworth, crossed over on December 21, 2020. Many of you have expressed wanting to help our family at this time, and it has been specifically requested by a few people that I have this memorial fund set up to make it easier for people to donate to help our family. A dear friend of mine has helped me to do this.
My mom died suddenly and unexpectedly of cardiac arrest the Monday before Christmas. She is my best friend. Every Friday we went on our mom/son nature walk, then ate dinner at my place and visited for hours. With her absence, I have lost the person who I share the neat fatherhood experiences she always celebrated with me. I will miss sharing those heartfelt parenting moments with her. There will be so many of those moments going forward that I will want to tell her about but won’t be able to.
In addition to my boy and I still needing and wanting my mom in our lives, my Aunt ,too, is greatly affected by my mom’s passing. They lived together and depended on each other. I am concerned for my aunt now being alone and on her own.
My mom is a needed and valued part of my son’s and my family life. To my boy, she was a laughing buddy and that special relative he could confide in. He often asked her to stay over when she visited. We will miss her swimming at the beach with us, and picnicking with us, bringing her with us to get ice cream cones, walking by the lake, and sitting by the fire in our backyard with her.
I am grateful for her influence in my son’s life and I was hoping that she would live all through his growing up so she could continue to guide him and be a living example to him, as she was for me.
My mom was my hero when I was growing up. She blazed a trail ahead of me for making life better for others. She dedicated her life to being a healer, to relieving people’s pain and she spent decades passionately involved in several communities and organizations: showing up and actively caring for people and uniting with people in efforts to protect the environment and civil rights. She was an active
member of Native communities and this always meant so much to her that she was accepted into these communities even though she was not Native born. She was an active member of other communities as well: various spiritual communities over the decades, primarily the Unity community. Also, the Ortho-bionomy community (the healing modality she helped people with for decades).
Thank you all for letting my mom be a part of your communities. She needed people to love on and community meant so much to her. She needed to be active in community: always supporting people, wanting them to feel that they matter, wanting them to feel appreciated, and encouraging them to do what makes them happy. She never slowed down, even at 65. She simply had to keep showing up for
people and for the causes she was committed to helping. In the condolences I’ve been hearing from people, there are a few descriptions of my mother that I keep hearing as themes of how my mom was in the world. People keep describing my mom as “humble,” “strong,” “wise,” and that she was a fighter (standing up for what is right).
What I remember most about my mom is that she cared deeply. She cared SO MUCH, about people, about what people were going through, and about making life better. I’m glad for her example for
myself and for my son.
If you want to donate to our family to help us financially tend to my mom’s end of life arrangements and the adjustments we face in my mom’s absence, thank you. We appreciate your help. I am aware that people may not be able to donate as much as they would like. No matter the amount, your donation is received in the energy of community support and this community support energy matters. Again, thank you.
Accolon Hollingsworth
My mom died suddenly and unexpectedly of cardiac arrest the Monday before Christmas. She is my best friend. Every Friday we went on our mom/son nature walk, then ate dinner at my place and visited for hours. With her absence, I have lost the person who I share the neat fatherhood experiences she always celebrated with me. I will miss sharing those heartfelt parenting moments with her. There will be so many of those moments going forward that I will want to tell her about but won’t be able to.
In addition to my boy and I still needing and wanting my mom in our lives, my Aunt ,too, is greatly affected by my mom’s passing. They lived together and depended on each other. I am concerned for my aunt now being alone and on her own.
My mom is a needed and valued part of my son’s and my family life. To my boy, she was a laughing buddy and that special relative he could confide in. He often asked her to stay over when she visited. We will miss her swimming at the beach with us, and picnicking with us, bringing her with us to get ice cream cones, walking by the lake, and sitting by the fire in our backyard with her.
I am grateful for her influence in my son’s life and I was hoping that she would live all through his growing up so she could continue to guide him and be a living example to him, as she was for me.
My mom was my hero when I was growing up. She blazed a trail ahead of me for making life better for others. She dedicated her life to being a healer, to relieving people’s pain and she spent decades passionately involved in several communities and organizations: showing up and actively caring for people and uniting with people in efforts to protect the environment and civil rights. She was an active
member of Native communities and this always meant so much to her that she was accepted into these communities even though she was not Native born. She was an active member of other communities as well: various spiritual communities over the decades, primarily the Unity community. Also, the Ortho-bionomy community (the healing modality she helped people with for decades).
Thank you all for letting my mom be a part of your communities. She needed people to love on and community meant so much to her. She needed to be active in community: always supporting people, wanting them to feel that they matter, wanting them to feel appreciated, and encouraging them to do what makes them happy. She never slowed down, even at 65. She simply had to keep showing up for
people and for the causes she was committed to helping. In the condolences I’ve been hearing from people, there are a few descriptions of my mother that I keep hearing as themes of how my mom was in the world. People keep describing my mom as “humble,” “strong,” “wise,” and that she was a fighter (standing up for what is right).
What I remember most about my mom is that she cared deeply. She cared SO MUCH, about people, about what people were going through, and about making life better. I’m glad for her example for
myself and for my son.
If you want to donate to our family to help us financially tend to my mom’s end of life arrangements and the adjustments we face in my mom’s absence, thank you. We appreciate your help. I am aware that people may not be able to donate as much as they would like. No matter the amount, your donation is received in the energy of community support and this community support energy matters. Again, thank you.
Accolon Hollingsworth
Organizer and beneficiary
Jeffrey Sherman
Organizer
Minneapolis, MN
Accolon Hollingsworth
Beneficiary