[The following was written by Mark Moses, Jill's husband.]
We'll start with a song, one of Jill's favorites, sung by Felicia Sorensen, from her "She Believes" CD:
For the love of a woman
For the love of a woman, a man unlocks his heart, And reveals all the
secerets it holds.
And the love of a woman, will find his better
part, When he gives her the key to his soul.
He will open any door, Leave the life he knew before,
As he promises
to help her dreams come true.
He will be her honest friend, Stand beside her to the end.
All these
things he will do, For the love of a woman.
For the love of a woman, a man gives everything, Her trust and devotion he
seeks.
For the love of a woman, he'll do most anything, To convince
her he's all that she needs.
He will listen to her dreams, He will ask her what she needs.
He will
help her build the life she wants to live.
He will hold her when she
cries, With a love that never dies.
All these things he will give,
For the love of a woman.
For the love of a woman, a man will sacrifice, While he waits for a moment
of grace.
With the love of a woman, a man will pay the price, For the
trust that he sees in her face.
And when he's afraid to start, He will step into the dark
'Cause he
knows she'll give his eyes the power to see.
Though he's not a work
of art, He will try with all he's heart
To become the man she knows
that he can be, With the love of a woman.
He will give his life,
For the love of a woman.
Music was a very big part of Jill's life and she had requested this song to be play at her services along with many others, but this one in particular tells how we feel about each other, how much love there is between us. Another song, sung by Collin Raye, called "In this life". Jill had copied down the words to sing. I wish I could sing it to her, the meaning would not change. The chorus is as follows:
Let the world stop turnin'
Let the sun stop burnin'
Let them
tell me love's not worth going through
If it all falls apart
I
will know deep in my heart
The only dream that mattered had come
true
In this life I was loved by you
Jill and I knew each other only a short time before we married.
When we did decide to get married Jill said that she would like to
keep her maiden name and add my last name. I never gave it a second
thought. It was something Jill wanted and I wanted Jill to be happy.
Now I know her reason for this, it was for the love and respect she
had for her parents, Pat and Gerry. They played such a very
important role in her life, and gave us uncompromising support
throughout our marriage. It may not have been possible without them.
This page is suppose to be an update of Jilly Gorilly's
where she tells a little about herself and of her battle with
leukemia. My beloved wife Jill, passed away on the 19th of October
1996, but her memory will live in all who knew her. Jill touched the
heart of so many people and I would like to share some of the kind
words friends have to say of her.
[The following was written by Michael, Jill's brother, on 3/2/2004.]
While celebrating the 18th birthday of Jill's daughter Kory, the family decided to re-host her webpage on the Internet after it had gone missing for several years. Mark was gracious enough to have kept a copy of her old homepage files along with the guestbook entries. As you can see from these entries, her webpage is/was frequently visited by friends and strangers alike. I've re-hosted it here as a tribute and memorial to my sister whose fight (but ultimate loss) against leukemia made us all proud.
Below, I've included two e-mails that Jill had sent me during her illness (click the arrows to read):
Date: Sun, 3 Mar 1996 20:55:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Jilly
Gorilly <jilly@wolfenet.com>
To: Michael
Subject: They
call this living?
I guess I need to vent some of my
negative side, and no one wants to hear
it, but I figured since
you are often disillusioned with life like I am,
you're more
likely to understand.
It's been a rough day, and everyone
gets mad at me for having what I feel is
a realistic attitude.
I'm not going to pretend that this relapse isn't
happening. *I*
know it, I feel it, I see it all over my body. What's the
sense
in having false hope? Sure, there's always hope that it ISN'T
happening,
but there's strong physical evidence to suggest otherwise. Why
won't
people just accept what I'm already pretty darn sure of?
I
hope that no matter what happens, you can be there for me like you
were
the first time, offering me encouragement. Even though I
can't deny that
I'm getting sick again, I can always benefit from
some positive thinking and
imagery. You were a great source of
strength to me, please be here for me,
Michael, in whatever way
you can, IF you can.
Why is this happening to me?
I
love you, little brother.
Jill
GORILLAS DO IT IN THE
MIST
Ooooh-oooohhhh,
aaaaahhhh-aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! =8-O
Date: Sun, 10 Mar 1996 13:45:16 -0800
From: Jill
<jilly@wolfenet.com>
To: Michael
Subject: Love ya,
little bro!
Hello, Michael. In a hurry, but just wanted to
say THANK YOU for making
reference to me on your web page! It
was very thoughtful of you, and I
love you for it!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Jilly