Mary Bezzina

Salvina Muscat writes:

We first met at Maria Regina grammar school in Blata l-Bajda in 1965, as we both chose science subjects.

Mary came from Sliema Grammar School and I came from Mdina Grammar School. We had a common friend Sunta. She also went to meet the Lord in July. We both missed her and spent hours talking about her while looking at pictures Mary took when she went to Canada.

Mary knew she would join her in paradise but she was always positive about everything, including her illness, with all the pain she had to go through. We were at Mater Admirabilis College together and although at school we were always laughing, at college it was different as we grew up together like sisters.

Mary worked with primary, secondary and hearing-impaired students. Her contribution to these students always showed the dedication of a teacher and of a mother. She continued to work till the end within the Education Assessment Unit, where she gained the respect and love of everybody in the team.

Mary acknowledged so much the support of all the team as she made her daily effort to continue with her work no matter her suffering. She contributed also by doing voluntary work with old people in Naxxar. This she did until the very end.

But her greatest love was her family: her husband Paul and her children Rainer and Krystle. Her happy face would light up when she could do the last few things for them. Her greatest worry was that she could not do more. She was so proud of her family.

Mary was always smiling and took interest in all those she met. She was genuine and always wanting to give to others. Her interest and concern for everybody surprised me.

Till the end she worried about whoever she knew, forgetting all her pain. Mary bore her illness in silence, with great faith and courage. We tried to see each other during lunch break or during Mass, followed by a short chat on our way to work.

Dearest Mary, meeting you and later visiting you in hospital was always a learning experience. You were so well prepared to meet the Lord and you were never sad about this. Mary you will be missed by all your colleagues and friends in Malta and abroad.

There are very few words one can say to your dearest family. Yet I am sure you are in a better place and will continue to live in the hearts of all those who loved you.

You will continue to be with your loved ones through your special ways. I am sure you will pray for us to be strong as you always were. We will never forget you; pray for us as we pray for you.

Yet we thank the Lord for giving us such a dear and special person like Mary, as she has touched the lives of all those who knew her and loved her.