Wednesday, July 31, 2024

Ena White RIP

Ena White died today shortly

after 6pm.  She had been ill for a number of years and early this week moved from Sligo University Hospital to the adjoining hospice, where she was lovingly cared.

Ena worked in the Dominican Friary in Sligo for 40 years, where she did trojan work. Over those years she met many Dominicans, for whom she cared. The friary was kept in immaculate condition due to her hard work and that of her colleague Una Sommers, who still works in the friary.

Ena’s maiden name was Gray, which naturally, always brought a smile to people’s faces when they heard of a Gray marrying a White.

Ena had five children. All during her illness her three boys  and two girls cared for her with astonishing diligence and love.

She is predeceased by her husband, Conor. He was the gentlest of men, who always greeted with me a warm welcome.

I had the good fortune to get to know Ena during my two years living in Sligo. 

Ena was a wise woman, she had the gift to get to know the measure of a person and was comfortable in her own skin accepting that person with all their faults, foibles, quirks and talents. She was an honest person, who was never afraid to speak her mind.

Over the last number of weeks, while she was in hospital and then at home I visited her. We had some great laughs. Of course we spoke abut people we both knew and it was surprising how we were both singing from the same hymn sheet about our subjects.

This evening, while booking a rail ticket to travel to Sligo tomorrow to visit Ena, I received a call informing me that she had died.

Alas, the booking was cancelled.

Ena was 69 when she died. It was a privilege to have known her. I can’t believe she is dead.

Her 14-year-old dog, Sprocket, died within hours of Ena’s death.

Life after death? Christians believe in resurrection.

May she rest in peace.



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