Rachel Margaret Muldoon 17 November 1963 – 14 June 2024
Brianna Muldoon
A person of true integrity, someone who cared for all and loved her children fiercely. Rachel was an independent woman who grew into herself after leaving a horrible marriage with a cheating man who destroyed her sense of self. My mother was a strong, kind and generous of heart. An independent woman who raised her children herself and grew her legacy for her children, is how she should be remembered.
Brianna Muldoon
> VIEW ON MEMORY TIMELINEBrianna Muldoon
Mum, your funeral was the most beautiful and incredible celebration of your life we could have possibly imagined. Thank you for teaching me how to try and live in acceptance and peace. You are bloody awesome, wherever you are in the universe. Bub xx
Brianna Muldoon
> VIEW ON MEMORY TIMELINEElise Foxworth
I met Rachel over 20 years ago when we were both in our early forties. I was invited to my then boyfriend’s work-related social function. Turns out I liked Rachel way more than I liked him and shortly after I broke it off with him! This is not to say that Rachel and I had romantic feelings for one another. Though that would be nice too. Rather, merely that we hit it off right away. Rachel’s amazing presence, personality and virtues can put anyone’s significant other into perspective. As you all know and iterated, she was a marvellous, feel-good, intelligent, entertaining and loving human being. She always wore her infectious smile and had deep insight into how to be a true friend. She was a compassionate listener, a great storyteller and had the strength to be vulnerable if she needed to. Catching up with Rachel always meant getting and giving huge doses of loving kindness and sharing heaps of laughter. I admired her for all the years I knew her. I could never fault Rachel. I was selfishly devastated when she moved to Canberra and missed her so much. I kept praying that she’d move back to Melbourne so that we could pick up where we left off and I could see her more regularly. It is a massive regret of mine that I did not visit her in Canberra. What a terrible mistake not to go and celebrate her Canberra life and support her in her times of hardship in Canberra. I am so sorry. I have to live with this painful regret. In my keepsake drawer, I have safe-guarded some gifts that Rachel presented me with over the years. I value them so much. Recently I held them against my chest and wept with despondency at her passing. She is irreplaceable and I am mourning her on a daily basis. I feel wounded and downhearted. I pray that I can keep in touch with her three precious children and their respective families. I feel deeply for you all. All my love, Elise
