Donna Carpenter was a woman whose love, wisdom, and unique spirit touched everyone around her. She lived life with humor, style, and strength—always passionate about her family and fiercely devoted to those she loved. To know Donna was to know compassion, curiosity, and a touch of sparkle. Below are reflections from two of her granddaughters, whose memories capture the heart of who she was.

From Her Granddaughter, - Jessica How do I say goodbye to a woman who was always there for me—even when we didn't agree on things? To a woman who was passionate about her family and only ever wanted the best for them. I can still picture myself at the lake house, lying in the back bedroom while you whispered, "Don't close your eyes, little one, don't fall asleep." I would try so hard to stay awake, but of course, you knew exactly what you were doing. I never stood a chance—your trick always worked, and I drifted off no matter how hard I tried. You had a magical Mary Poppins purse that seemed to hold everything a child could ever need—a band-aid, a snack, Tylenol. I remember holding your dainty, petite hand as we walked through thrift stores, museums, and festivals in downtown Grand Rapids. Those little lessons stayed with me, like telling my own kids to hold my hand in the parking lot so I wouldn't slip and fall. And just like with you, it always worked. Every visit with you as a child was an adventure. Every visit as an adult was a chance to learn. You called me "D'Jesse" up until our very last conversation. You always asked about the kids, wanted to hear their stories, and even laughed at the dogs' silly antics. You'd ask for "just a little wine" because you had "such a tiny little mouth," and those nights of laughter and conversation will stay with me forever. I see reminders of you everywhere. Your pears fill my home, a memory of our endless attempts to decorate your house and find the perfect place for that giant, awkward pear. I remember how you told me, over and over again when Korra was born, that "there is nothing better than loving a grandchild." You were right. And now, I find myself singing the very same songs you once sang to me—first to my own kids, and now to my granddaughter—carrying your love forward in every note. You taught me life lessons I carry every single day. You hated getting your picture taken, said you didn't know how to smile—but I could always make you laugh, and those photos are treasures now. I'll never forget you talking philosophy with Seth, our road trip across the country when you accidentally drove the wrong way down a one-way street, or making popcorn balls while the rain fell outside. You were eccentric, stylish, and unforgettable. And although I didn't name Zoe after your dream name, part of me loves that I did. Your stories will live on. Your wise words are stitched into my heart. I wouldn't be the person I am today without your love, guidance, and encouragement along the way. You shaped me, and so many others, with your endless love and support. I love you, Grams. I will miss you every single day. Thank you for loving your family so fiercely.  Rest in peace, my beautiful Grams. I love you.

From Her Granddaughter, - Joy Belle I'm not really sure how to say goodbye… you have been one of my very best friends and a second mom. You have always been my cheerleader in the background. Even though we had very different political views, that never got in the way of our love for each other. You loved my kids like they were your own, even calling them "my babies." I remember you taking me out of school early and telling me that your car was talking to you—telling you where to go—and we'd end up someplace fun, like the movies. You brought me to the opera, to an orchestra concert, to the zoo. You may not have been a typical grandma who baked, sewed, or crocheted, but you were always there. You'd even joke that you baked all night to make a pie when you really just bought it from the store. We went to thrift stores together to shop for clothes for my kids. You hardly ever bought anything new, but you were always fancy. You loved anything black and white that sparkled. Red would be the next color you'd choose to wear. You were spunky. Your life was full of love. You were an amazing example of how to love others. I'm going to miss you so much… I've gotten so used to taking you to your doctor appointments and visiting every Sunday. What are we going to do on Sundays now? While you were sick, you kept reminding me to push for a higher education for my kids. Education was something that was really important to you. You believed that everyone should go to college—I heard that my whole life—so going to college after graduating was just a given. One of your last requests to me was that I put a picture of you in my wallet so that you could go to all of the kids' events. Your picture is already there, but I might switch it out for another. I know you were 89, that you lived a full life, and that you were ready to go—but it doesn't make it any easier. One day, I'll be able to give you the biggest hug in heaven, and you can introduce me to Mamaw. I love you, GM—to the moon and back.

Family and Legacy - Donna was preceded in death by her husband, Grant Carpenter; her youngest son, Phillip Cousineau; her sister, Roma Carrick (Richard Carrick); her first husband, Dean Cousineau; and her parents, Donald and Edith Boruff. She is survived by her sons Timothy Cousineau and Mark Cousineau, and daughters-in-law Peggy Cousineau, Kim Cousineau, and Dixie Cousineau. Donna's love lives on through her grandchildren: Anna Paine, Jeremiah Cousineau, Jessica Cousineau (Jeff Grubb), Joy Turner (Dustin Turner), Sadie Nelson (Sam Nelson), Camille Sortland (Sean Sortland), and Cole Cousineau (Maygan Cousineau);  Her great-grandchildren: Sierra Nickoli, Ashley Nickoli, Johnathan Cousineau (Shelby Cousineau), Logan "Rose" Cousineau, Kevin Cousineau, Jeffrey Grubb II (Lindsay Grubb), Seth Grubb, Zoe Berninzoni, Willow Turner, Cole Turner, Corbin Turner, Arlo Turner, Evie Nelson, Harrison Sortland, and Connor Sortland; And finally her great-great-grandchildren: Duke Nickoli, Mazie Nickoli, Oaklynn Cousineau and Korra Lynn Grubb.

A Life Remembered - Donna Carpenter's life was a vibrant tapestry woven with laughter, adventure, and deep affection for her family. She was a mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and great-great-grandmother whose heart had room for everyone. Her legacy lives on in the stories, lessons, and love she shared so freely. Rest peacefully, Donna. You will forever be remembered—with laughter, love, and gratitude—for the beautiful, spirited soul you were.