Margaret Baird

"From out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore."

With profound grief and a heart heavy beyond words, I share the passing of my beloved mother, Margaret Baird, who left this world after a long and courageous battle with cancer.

Mom was nothing short of extraordinary. She faced her illness with a strength that defied explanation—unyielding, unbreakable, and unafraid to fight every single day. Cancer may have tested her body, but it never touched her spirit. Her will to live, to love, to protect her family burned brighter than the disease ever could. And even in her most difficult moments, she gave more than she took—comfort, laughter, and fierce love that never wavered.

To those who knew her, Mom was a force. She was fiercely loyal and unapologetically strong. She showed up—not just when it was easy, but when it was hard. Especially when it was hard. She was the mother who stood by you in the good and the bad, through joy and heartbreak, without hesitation. She listened. She defended. She forgave. And she fought—always.

Though she is gone from this earth, her presence is still everywhere. In the quiet strength she passed on to her family. In the echo of her voice when we need guidance. In the love she poured into everything she touched. That fighting spirit—her essence—lives on in each of us who were lucky enough to know her, to be raised by her, to be loved by her.

My heart breaks as I write this because no world feels right without her in it. But I know she would tell me to keep going. To stand tall. To be strong. Just as she was.

Rest now, Mom. You gave everything. We will carry your light forward, and we will never forget the fire you lit in us all.