About Joan Koloze
This website is devoted to honoring the life of Joan Koloze (1951-2025), a saintly woman who lived in the metropolitan Cleveland, Ohio area for most of her life.
Joan was and is a beloved daughter, sister, wife, mother, and grandmother who, although she experienced significant medical problems throughout her life, faithfully practiced her Catholic Faith, offering her sufferings for family, friends, and the prolife movement.
May all who read about Joan come to appreciate how she offered her sufferings to God as her prayer to help others. Joan’s life illustrates how everyone can manifest their faith in God by loving family, and friends, and others in need.
4 replies on “About Joan Koloze”
Joan was a great example of how we can manifest our loving faith in God with n through our family friends and anyone in need. My faith in God brings me closer to my friends and family like Joan. God bless you and your loving family and friends of my dear sweet cousins wife. Guide us through your love of God may we find spiritual 🙏 happiness and comfort.
God rest her dear and beautiful soul. Amen 🙏
This is a wonderful tribute Jeff. I do believe her suffering has and will continue to help many. I am aware of how this miraculous and saintly assistance to others works.
Joan, I never appreciated how previous generations held to the idea of a year of mourning; now, I do. On this one-year anniversary of your death, your transition to eternal life, all I can simply write after a year of grieving poetry is that I miss you, love of my life.
Would I want you here on earth with us? As the kids said this morning, of course we would, but, just as you were a prolife activist here on earth, I know—with the same certainty that I have that you are a saint already, although an uncanonized one (for now)—that you are still working for God’s little ones and the entire prolife movement.
And yet, although the traditional year of mourning may be over, all I can say now is that I will never leave you, always be your protector, your champion, your advocate. I love you and miss you.
Before the tears blind me any more, I’ll end with a pious thought: Virgin Mary, don’t give Joan too much work.