Babs Thore Obituary, Death – Babs Thore passed away yesterday evening, just as the closing credits were being shown for her most beloved movie. I was there with my father and Hunter as she took her last breaths, and we all held her as she passed away. It was exactly 10:32 o’clock at night, the same moment that she had brought me into the world almost forty years earlier. Babs Thore was afflicted with cerebral amyloid angiopathy, a form of the incurable and progressively debilitating disease that is brought on by the presence of proteins in the brain’s blood vessels.
This illness, which cannot be cured, can lead to dementia, convulsions, or bleeding in the brain, as was the situation with my mother (hemorrhagic strokes). In 2017, when mom suffered her first stroke, we were informed of this, and we were aware that subsequent strokes were likely going to be unavoidable at some point. Mom suffered her first stroke in 2017. The date of Mom’s third stroke was December 28, 2021, and the date of her most recent stroke was November 13, 2022.
Babs Thore was without a doubt the most wonderful gift that her family could have ever been given. You are the only person who could ever merit more of our love, reverence, or value than you already have. If you are reading this, then you are aware of her magic, which consists of her southern charm, her hilarious sense of humor, her beautifully timed witty remarks, her beauty, and her ability to make everyone around her feel comfortable and cared for.
If you are reading this, then you are also aware of her ability to make everyone around her feel comfortable and cared for. Because you are reading this, I will assume that you are familiar with each of these aspects. What you may have seen and felt through a TV screen is a minute fraction that, even if multiplied by a million, wouldn’t come close to coming close to “real life.” That is how enormous, how generous, and how all-encompassing the love that my mother had was. What you may have seen and felt through a TV screen is a minute fraction that, even if multiplied by a million, wouldn’t come close to coming close to “real life.” The fact that I have been able to call her mine for almost 39 years makes me the luckiest person on the face of the earth.