It is with great sadness that the family of Catherine (Cathy) Begley announces her passing. Cathy died peacefully in her sleep on June 29, 2021.
Cathy was born in Portsmouth, England and enjoyed many camping and travel adventures around England with her long-time friend Hilary Armstrong. She immigrated to Canada with Hilary in 1967. Cathy worked as a hairstylist for 45 years and enjoyed her time with her clients and coworkers. She had a passion for genealogy, cooking and travel. Her other favourite pastimes were knitting, sewing, cross stitch and puzzles.
Cathy and Stan were able to travel to many places. Some of their favorites were England, India, Italy, China and Morocco to name only a few. Cathy was a Breast Cancer survivor and in remission for over 6 years. Cathy’s sense of humour was infectious, and she enjoyed making people laugh.
She will be sadly missed by her husband Stan, children Caroline, Christopher and Matthew, her daughter in law Megan and her grandchildren Brandon, Jordan, Jamie and Isla. She enjoyed many visits to England through the years to visit family and friends including her late sister Christine Mundy, mother Dorothy and Father William Curran. She is survived by her brother-in-law Doug Mundy and nieces Jacqui and Fiona who live in England. She was extremely proud of her late Father William who was an accomplished author. He spent years translating Robert Burns poems into English and was published in 1990. Her parents travelled to Canada every two years and Cathy enjoyed visiting with them and sightseeing in B.C.
She loved and enjoyed her grandchildren. She would attend their sport activities and was active in their lives. The grandchildren ALL enjoyed her famous spaghetti sauce, and it was often requested at family meals.
We will always carry her memory in our hearts.
When I come to the End
When I come to the end of my journey, and I travel my last weary mile. Forget unkind words I have spoken; remember some good I have done. Forget that I ever had heartache and remember I’ve had tons of fun. Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the way. Remember I have fought some hard battles and won, ere the close of the day. Then forget to grieve for my going, I would not have you sad for a day. But in summer just gather some flowers and remember the place where I lay and come in the evening, when the sun paints the sky in the west. Stand for a few moments beside me and remember only my best.
In lieu of flowers donations to the Canadian Breast Cancer Society would be appreciated.